'Abd al-Aziz, King of Morocco, regarding the conversation, and he celebrated in his residence the birthday of the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, as was his custom. Among what he published that night, may God strengthen him, was his poetry: "My two companions, the beloved who guided us has been sacrificed. I searched my patience, but could find no one. And my tears flowed down my cheeks, a torrent. And I struck my cheeks, leaving marks on them. Oh, my pale complexion, with the beauty of my youth. Just as my head turned white after it was once full of glory. And my life has passed in 'I hope' and 'if only'. May you connect with me and may happiness bring me joy. The world and its deceivers have turned away from me. I did not pay attention to its deception, nor will it flee tomorrow. And this is a warning of old age, do not flee. It may remind me of fear and hide enmity. I desired the world and its fleeting moments, which, with the earring of its love, I cannot resist. I was captivated by its water, and the sands before me. And its water brought me closer after its dust had driven me away. The world and my soul's desires distract me. And they distance me after I have not returned. And I will not ask for the honor of its love, as if I were to say to Bishr, 'I love you, Hind.' The desire of my life has been fulfilled and has passed. And the army of my youth has been destined to march. And I wish I knew about the time that has passed, to erase from life what has come after it. And may my sins be forgiven and my deeds revived. And you have confined me, I cannot bear to count them. I am the extravagant, the compassionate. I am the sinner who witnesses the pardon with the sin of a qirsh." Indeed,