May this strong she-camel, solid as a rock settled in shallow water swept down by the torrent, bring me to the rear of my departed company. In her mouth, on her lips and cheeks is rich foam green from the pasture, with her I cross desolate unmarked deserts where owls hoot in the dark. Nor would she groan wearing, but anxiously sees my whip through the corner of her eye like a frightened, lean-waisted ox hearkens for the hunters hear, Fast as a male ostrich, red-skinned and red-legged with sparse top feathers, that feeds on ripe colocynth and hemp, grazing top shoots and extracting grains of stripped bitter fruits, Whose mouth, like a cleft stick, barely seen, whose ears, cut off, barely hear.

Inspired by the poetry of  ^ϲAlqamah Al-Tamimy Al-Najdy, who was born and lived in Najd – Arabia peninsular, died about 561CE / 65BH