I have composed a lyric poem about you and I have sworn not...

I have composed a lyric poem about you and I have sworn not to recite it for anyone except after I read it to you.” His holiness said, “Read it!” and Diʿbil started to recite his famous poem that begins with the following lines: The schools of Divine signs are left devoid of recitation [of the Qur’an], And the descending place of Revelation has become slack and worn-out.

After expressing the oppressed state of the (a.s.) and their deprivation from their own rights, he went on with the poem: I see their spoils are being divided among others, And their hands are empty of what is theirs. At this moment Imam al-Ridha (a.s.) wept and said, “O Khuza‘i! You told the truth.” Diʿbil continued until he got to these lines: I was apprehensive in the world and in its time of striving; And I hope to be safe after I die.

Imam al-Ridha (a.s.) told him: “May Allah keep you safe in that Great Dread [on the Resurrection Day]. Then, Diʿbil pointed out the dispersion of the ’s (a.s.) graves until he got to the following poem: And a grave in Baghdad [that is, Imam al-Kazim’s (a.s.)