I heard of a beggar in a tight place

Placing his foot upon the back of his own foot, Omar

The poor dervish did not know who he was

For an offended enemy does not distinguish between friend and foe

He was angered, asking, 'Are you blind?'

Omar, the just leader, said to him

I am not blind, but I made a mistake in my actions

I did not know, forgive me for my fault

How just have the great ones of faith been

Who have treated their subordinates in such a manner

The wise one chooses humility

He bows the branch full of fruit to the earth

Tomorrow they will boast, humbling themselves

They will lower their heads in shame

If you fear the passing of days

Do not fear for you might make a mistake that causes others to fear

Do not gaze in anger upon those beneath you

For there is a hand above yours as well