And by reproaches is the soul kept back from evil’s meeds.
Upon the heart of teacher clings dark sorrow’s pall,
If one twig from heart’s garden’s seen away to fall.
Good ‘Ā’isha, the gem of honour’s casket wide,
Then asked the Prophet (who’s of both the worlds the Pride):160
“O thou who of all creatures every essence art,
What was the reason rain this day has played its part?
Was it a rain of mercy, such as sometimes falls;
Or was it as a menace justice fitly calls?
Was it a vernal rain, dispensing benefits;