like someone who is deceived by a shallow place near me he slipped and disappeared into the depths of the valleys. i am always amazed by everyone who claims to love with a single glance and i can hardly believe him and i consider his love to be nothing but a kind of lust. as for it being in my opinion firmly rooted in the depths of the heart and penetrating the veil of the heart i cannot estimate that. love has never stuck to my entrails except with a long time and after the person has been with me for an age and i have taken him with me in every seriousness and jest. and so i am in my solace and caution for i have never forgotten a friend of mine and my longing is for every covenant that has come before me to choke me with food and fill me with water. and he who does not have this characteristic has found rest. i have never grown tired of anything since i knew him nor have i hastened to befriend him since i was i do not say thousands and brothers alone but in everything that a person uses of clothing mounts food and other things. i have not benefited from life nor have i been left with lowered head and isolation since i tasted the bitterness of separation from loved ones. it is a sorrow that accustoms me and the longing for the concern of what benefits you knocks on my door. the remembrance of what has passed has embittered every life i resume. i am a victim of worries among the living and buried in sorrow among the people of this world. and god is the praised one in every case. there is no god but him. and in that i say a poem from it 
كمغتر بضحضاح قريب فزل فغاب في غمر المدود وإني لأطيل العجب من كل من يدعي أنه يحب من نظرة واحدة، ولا أكاد أصدقه، ولا أجعل حبه إلا ضربا من الشهوة، وأما أن يكون في ظني متمكنا من صميم الفؤاد نافذا في حجاب القلب فما أقدر ذلك، وما لصق بأحشائي حب قط إلا مع الزمن الطويل وبعد ملازمة الشخص لي دهرا وأخذي معه في كل جد وهزل، وكذلك أنا في السلو والتوقي، فما نسيت ودا لي قط، وإن حنيني إلى كل عهد تقدم لي ليغصني بالطعام ويشرقني بالماء، وقد استراح من لم تكن هذه صفته. وما مللت شيئا قط بعد معرفتي به، ولا أسرعت إلى الأنس مذ كنت، لا أقول الألاف والإخوان وحدهم، لكن في كل ما يستعمل الإنسان من ملبوس ومركوب ومطعوم وغير ذلك، وما انتفعت بعيش ولا فارقني الإطراق والانغلاق مذ ذقت طعم فراق الأحبة، وإنه لشجى يعتادني وولوع هم ما ينفعك يطرقني، ولقد نغص تذكري ما مضى كل عيش استأنفه، وإني لقتيل الهموم في عداد الأحياء، ودفين الأسى بين أهل الدنيا. والله المحمود على كل حال لا إله إلا هو؛ وفي ذلك أقول شعرا منه 