عَدَتني عَن زِيارَتِكُم عَوادٍ

أَقَلُّ مَخوفِها سُمرُ الرِماحِ

Misfortunes have kept me from visiting you,

The least frightful being the points of lances.

وَإِنَّ لِقائَها لَيَهونُ عِندي

إِذا كانَ الوُصولُ إِلى نَجاحِ

Yet meeting them seems easy to me

If reaching you means success.

وَلَكِن بَينَنا بَينٌ وَهَجرٌ

أَأَرجو بَعدَ ذَلِكَ مِن صَلاحِ

But between us there is estrangement and separation—

Can I hope after that for reconciliation?

أَقَمتُ وَلَو رَطَعتُ رَسيسَ شَوقي

رَكِبتُ إِلَيكَ أَعناقَ الرِياحي

I would stay put, even if my yearning

Were to ride the necks of the winds to you.