Muntakhab al-tawarikh 30.3.2

30.3.2

The heart of mankind became (full of holes like) a fishing net because, from the craft of the demon the royal signet which was on the hand of Solomon fell into the water.
The infidels were wallowing in blood as the donkey wallows in the gutter, the believers lay in the mud like jewels in the mire.
One army was passing through the water of the flood of disaster,
The other parched with thirst had fallen in with a mirage.
Each one of them was put down on the tablet of the earth for this reason that their affairs had fallen into the account of the day of reckoning.
The skull caps which were lying in the fresh crimson blood looked like cocoanuts engraved and ornamented with vermilion.
The wounds of the heart were weeping tears of blood in bidding farewell to the soul, and the bodies were lying desolate owing to separation from life.
Alas ! many were the living who were lying among the dead overcome with fear, their bodies blood-stained and their eyes sunk in (feigned) sleep.
Look at the deeds of this crafty old wolf (the sky) for lions were as though bound in chains and elephants in fetters at the hands of (infidel) dogs.
[This was not a battle, I verily saw that that was the day of resurrection. If these are the tokens of the resurrection, then I have seen it].
Look at the revolution of the heaven, for it brought about such a change, that it made the centre of Islam to go round and round (in perplexity) like the compasses.