اللُبُّthe intellect قُطبٌa pivot وَالأُمورُand affairs لَهُfor it رَحىًa millstone
اللُبُّ قُطبٌ وَالأُمورُ لَهُ رَحىً
فَبِهِso through it تُدَبَّرُare governed كُلُّهاall of them وَتُدارُand are set in motion
فَبِهِ تُدَبَّرُ كُلُّها وَتُدارُ
The intellect is a pivot, and affairs its millstone;
The pole star is fixed, and the stars revolve around it.
through it they are all governed and set in motion.
By it all matters are deliberated and rotated.
وَالبَدرُand the full moon يَكمُلُbecomes complete وَالمَحاقُand the moon's dark phase مَآلُهُits eventual end
وَالبَدرُ يَكمُلُ وَالمَحاقُ مَآلُهُ
وَكَذاand likewise الأَهِلَّةُthe crescent moons عُقبُهاwhat follows them الإِبدارُbecoming full
وَكَذا الأَهِلَّةُ عُقبُها الإِبدارُ
The full moon reaches perfection, and its end is moonless darkness;
The full moon wanes, and so it is destined.
and likewise, crescent moons are followed by fullness.
And likewise the crescent, its fate is to disappear.
إِلزَمkeep to ذَراكَyour shelter وَإِنand even if لَقيتَyou encounter خَصاصَةًpoverty
إِلزَم ذَراكَ وَإِن لَقيتَ خَصاصَةً
فَاللَيثُfor the lion يَستُرُconceals حالَهُits condition الإِخدارُstaying in a lair
فَاللَيثُ يَستُرُ حالَهُ الإِخدارُ
Keep to your shelter, even if you face poverty;
Adhere to your path, even if you meet with adversity.
for staying in its lair conceals the lion's condition.
For the lion hides his state with patience.
لَمnot تَدرِshe knew ناقَةُthe she-camel صالِحٍSalih لَمّاwhen غَدَتshe went out in the morning
لَم تَدرِ ناقَةُ صالِحٍ لَمّا غَدَت
أَنَّthat الرَواحَthe evening يُحَمُّis decreed فيهِin it قُدارُQudar
أَنَّ الرَواحَ يُحَمُّ فيهِ قُدارُ
Salih's she-camel did not know, when she went out in the morning,
The she-camel of Salih did not know, when she rose early,
that Qudar was destined for the evening.
That her journey would end in embers.
هَذيthese الشُخوصُfigures مِنَfrom التُرابِdust كَوائِنٌbeings
هَذي الشُخوصُ مِنَ التُرابِ كَوائِنٌ
فَالمَرءُfor a person لَولاwere it not for أَنthat يُحِسُّhe feels جِدارُa wall
فَالمَرءُ لَولا أَن يُحِسُّ جِدارُ
These figures are creatures of dust;
These figures made of dust are like artifacts.
for a man would be a wall, were he not able to feel.
A person feels nothing were it not for his walls.
وَتَضِنُّand you are stingy بِالشَيءِwith the thing القَليلِsmall وَكُلُّand all ماthat which
وَتَضِنُّ بِالشَيءِ القَليلِ وَكُلُّ ما
تُعطيyou give وَتَملِكُand you possess ماnot لَهُit has مِقدارُworth
تُعطي وَتَملِكُ ما لَهُ مِقدارُ
And you are stingy with a trifling thing, though all that
Be content with little, and all that
you give and possess is of no account.
you give and possess has its measure.
وَيَقولُand says داريmy house مَنone who يَقولُsays وَأَعبُديand my slaves
وَيَقولُ داري مَن يَقولُ وَأَعبُدي
مَهstop فَالعَبيدُfor the slaves لِرَبِّناbelong to our Lord وَالدارُand the house
مَه فَالعَبيدُ لِرَبِّنا وَالدارُ
And one who speaks says, 'My house, and my slaves!'
"My house!" says he who says, while I worship
Stop! For the slaves and the house belong to our Lord.
One for whom slaves and houses belong.
ياO إِنسَhumankind كَمhow many يَرِدُenter الحَياةَlife مَعاشِرٌthrongs
يا إِنسَ كَم يَرِدُ الحَياةَ مَعاشِرٌ
وَيَكونُand there is مِنthrough تَلَفٍdeath لَهُمfor them إِصدارُa sending away
وَيَكونُ مِن تَلَفٍ لَهُم إِصدارُ
O humankind, how many throngs enter life,
O people! How many who crave livelihood
and are sent away by death!
meet their fate in the end!
أَتَرومُdo you seek مِنfrom زَمَنٍtime وَفاءًloyalty مُرضِياًpleasing
أَتَرومُ مِن زَمَنٍ وَفاءً مُرضِياً
إِنَّindeed الزَمانَtime كَأَهلِهِlike its people غَدّارُtreacherous
إِنَّ الزَمانَ كَأَهلِهِ غَدّارُ
Do you seek satisfying loyalty from time?
Do you expect loyalty from the age?
Indeed, time, like its people, is treacherous.
Verily the age is deceitful like its people.
تَقِفونَyou stand still وَالفُلكُand the celestial sphere المُسَخَّرُsubjected to command دائِرٌrevolving
تَقِفونَ وَالفُلكُ المُسَخَّرُ دائِرٌ
وَتُقَدِّرونَand you make plans فَتَضحَكُso laugh الأَقدارُthe fates
وَتُقَدِّرونَ فَتَضحَكُ الأَقدارُ
You stand still, while the celestial sphere, under command, revolves;
You stand still while the ships sail on ceaselessly,
and you make plans, so the fates laugh.
And you scheme while the fates mock.
Sol 6.1