بِغَيرِ شَفيعٍ نالَ عَفوَ المَقادِرِ

أَخو الجَدِّ لا مُستَنصِراً بِالمَعاذِرِ

Without an intercessor, he attained the forgiveness of the Almighty

The brother of nobility, not seeking excuses

وَأَعجَبُ فِعلاً مِن قُعودي عَلى العُلى

سُرايَ بِأَعقابِ الجُدودِ العَوائِرِ

And I find it more wondrous to sit in the highest (station)

My abode being the tracks of my glorious forefathers

أُؤَمَّلُ ما أَبقى الزَمانُ وَإِنَّما

سَوالِفُهُ مَعقودَةٌ بِالغَوابِرِ

I hope for whatever time has left

Its conversations are tied with the past

فَخَلِّ رِقابَ العيسِ يَجذِبُها السَرى

بِآمالِ قَومٍ مُحصَداتِ المَرائِرِ

So let the necks of the horses that allure him be loose

With the hopes of a people whose hopes are reaped

فَما التَذَّ طَعمَ السَيرِ إِلّا بِمُنيَةٍ

وَإِنَّ الأَماني نِعمَ زادُ المُسافِرِ

For the taste of travel is not gained but through death

And verily aspirations are the best provision for a traveler

وَدونَ مُداراةِ المَطِيِّ عَلى الوَجى

مُشاغَبَةُ الأَشجانِ دونَ الضَمائِرِ

And without appeasing the running horse on the road

There is the distress of the tree line without any conscience

فَلَيتَ قُلوبَ العاشِقينَ إِذا وَنى

بِها السَيرُ كانَت في صُدورِ الأَباعِرِ

If only the hearts of lovers when the journey becomes difficult for them

Were in the chests of camels

وَلِلَّهِ قَلبي ما أَرَقَّ عَلى الهَوى

وَأَصبَى إِلى لَثمِ الخُدودِ النَواضِرِ

By God, my heart did not find rest from passion

And it did not cease longing to kiss the shining cheeks

يَحِنُّ إِلى ما تَضمَنُ الخُمرُ وَالحِلى

وَيَصدُفُ عَمّا في ضَمانِ المَآزِرِ

It leans towards that which wine and sweetness contains

And recoils from what garanties and promises contain

وَلَمّا غَدَونا لِلوَداعِ وَنَقَّرَت

صُروفُ النَوى دونَ الخَليطِ المُجاوِرِ

And when we went to bid farewell, the turns of fate parted

The neighborly companions without consideration

عَنيتُ مِنَ القَلبِ العَفيفِ بِعاذِلٍ

وَمِن خُدَعِ الشَوقِ السَفيهِ بِعاذِرِ

I cautioned myself against the chaste heart with one who admonishes

And from the guiles of foolish desire with an excuser

عَشِيَّةَ لا عِرسُ الوَفاءِ بِمُرمِلٍ

لَدَينا وَلا أُمُّ الصَفاءِ بِعاقِرِ

An evening where neither the wedding of loyalty hosted us

Nor the mother of purity made us drink

وَمَن لَم يَنَل أَطماعَهُ مِن حَبيبِهِ

رَضي غَيرَ راضٍ بِالخَيالِ المُزاوِرِ

And whoever does not attain what he hopes from his beloved

Contents himself with an imaginary companion

وَكُنتُ أَذودُ الدَمعَ إِلّا أَقَلَّهُ

لِسُقيا حِمىً مِن بَعدِ بَينِكَ دائِرِ

And I used to hold back my tears except a little which I shed

To water a sanctuary from after your separation

وَإِنِّيَ لا أَرضى إِذا ما تَحَمَّلَت

إِلَيهِ مَرابيعُ السَحابِ المَواطِرِ

And I do not accept when the rain clouds carry

their heavy downpour to it

كِليني إِلى لَيلٍ كَأَنَّ نُجومَهُ

نُغازِلُ طَرفي عَن عُيونِ الجَآذِرِ

The stars seem to flirt with my eyes distracting me

From the spying eyes of the neighbors

أَمُرُّ بِدارٍ مِنكِ مَشجوجَةِ الثَرى

بِمَجرى نَسيمِ الآنِساتِ الغَرائِرِ

I pass by a house of yours, with its ground disturbed

By the course of the breeze of intimate companions

تَمُرُّ عَلَيها الريحُ وَهيَ كَأَنَّها

تَلَفَّتُ في أَعطافِ تِلكَ المَقاصِرِ

The wind passes over it as if

It got entangled in the corners of those shelters

وَيَشهَقُ فيها بِالأَصايِلِ وَالضُحى

حَيا كُلِّ عَرّاصِ الشَآبيبِ ماطِرِ

In it the lightning cracks in the early dawn and late morning

Every time the sky rains heavily

وَيَستَنُّ فيها البَرقُ حَتّى تَخالَهُ

يَفيضُ بِفَيضِ القَطرِ في كُلِّ حاجِرِ

And it seems as if the lightning overflows

With an abundance of rainfall on every ruins

وَلَمّا رَأَيتُ اللَيلَ مُستَرِقَ الخُطى

وَأَطرافُهُ تَجلو وُجوهَ التَباشِرِ

And when I saw the night stealthily approach

And its edges shine and the faces appear delighted

أَرِقتُ لِأَجفانِ الرَكائِبِ هَبَّةً

بِأَلحاظِ جَوّالِ العَزائِمِ ساهِرِ

I was sleepless with anxiety for the eyelids of the riders

With glances of the resolute who are awake

رَسيماً بِهِ يَعتَلُّ بِالأَعيُنِ الكَرى

وَيَنشَقُّ عَن مَكنونِهِ كُلُّ ناظِرِ

A gentle breeze which plays with the buried eyes

And unveils from its hidden secrets every onlooker

بِيَهماءَ يَستَغوي الحُداةَ سَرابُها

عَلى ظَمَإٍ بَينَ الجَوانِحِ ثائِرِ

With mirages that tempt the lost, its illusion

Being over a thirst that rages between the bosoms

وَيَحبو بِها الأَعياسُ حَتّى كَأَنَّها

تُنَصُّ عَلى أَخفافِها بِالكَراكِرِ

And by it the camels walk proudly as if

It takes careful steps on their soft feet

وَمَولىً أُدانيهِ عَلى السَخطِ وَالرِضى

وَيَبعَطُ عَنّي وَالقَنا في الحَناجِرِ

And I have a Master whom I treat with anger and pleasure

And He smiles at me while the spear is in the throat

يَهُزُّ عَلَيَّ السَوطَ وَالرُمحُ دونَهُ

وَهَزُّ العاوالي غَيرُ هَزِّ المَخاصِرِ

He waves the whip and the spear without fear

But the waving of the beautiful women is without jealousy

عَطَفتُ لَهُ صَدرَ الأَصَمِّ وَتَحتَهُ

عَواطِفُ أَسبابِ الحُقودِ النَوافِرِ

I turned my deaf ear to him while under it

Were the emotions of the swelled necked camels

فَخَرَّ وَفيهِ لِلطَعانِ تَناظِرٌ

يُطالِعُها طَيرُ الفَلا بِالمَناسِرِ

So it fell and in it were openings for the critic

That the birds examine with their beaks

فَما ظَفِرَت مِن نَفسِهِ أُمُّ قَشعَمٍ

بِما ظَفِرَت مِن جِسمِهِ أُمُّ عامِرِ

So the mother of honor did not gain from his soul

What the mother of the cub gained from his body

وَرَكبٍ تَفادى النَومُ أَن يَستَخِفَّهُ

إِذا ما الكَرى أَلقى يَداً في المَحاجِرِ

And a riding beast that sleep avoids lest it takes it by surprise

When the wine cups are passed around the circle

وَرَدتُ بِهِ بُحبوحَةَ الوِردِ فَاِنثَنى

يُقَلِّصُ صافي مائِهِ في المَشافِرِ

And I returned it gaping for water so it bent down

Lessening the clean water between its jaws

وَغادَرَ أَحشاءَ الغَديرِ ضَوامِراً

مِنَ الماءِ في ظِمءِ النَواحي الضَوامِرِ

And it left the depths of the pond with small amounts

Of water to quench the thirst of the barren lands

وَرودَ خَفيفِ الوِردِ أَوَّلَ وارِدٍ

طُروقاً إِلى ماءٍ وَأَوَّلَ صادِرِ

The light camel being the first to arrive and the first to depart

When it disturbs the shore of the pond, the water springs

إِذا هَزَّ أَطرافَ الخَليجِ رَمَت بِهِ ال

مَوارِدُ خِفّاً في وُجوهِ المَصادِرِ

Rush swiftly into the surfaces of the sources

And whenever the attainment of a goal evades it

وَكانَ إِذا ما عاقَهُ بُعدُ مَطلَبٍ

يُضَعضِعُ أَعضادَ الزَوافِرِ

It shakes the vertebrae of the glorious

It hardened through the days until it befriended them

تَمَرَّسَ بِالأَيّامِ حَتّى أَلِفنَهُ

وَكَرَّ عَلى أَحداثِها وَالدَوائِرِ

And returned to its habits and fate

And the arrow of destiny missed its deserved place

وَأَخطَأَ سَهمَ القِطرِ مَقتَلَ مَحلِهِ

فَزَمَّ قَسِيَّ العادِياتِ الهَوامِرِ

So the sturdy arrow fled from the shooter

A young man, when his land straited him he rushed with it

فَتىً حينَ أَكدَت أَرضُهُ هَجَمَت بِهِ

عَلى لِاِبنٍ مِن آلِ عَدنانَ تامِرِ

At the son of Adnan's descendants fully armed

At Majid who banality does not befall when in his presence

عَلى ماجِدٍ لا يَسرَحُ اللُؤمُ عِندَهُ

وَلا تُدرى أَفعالُهُ بِالمَناكِرِ

And his deeds are not known to be wicked

If the shepherds circulate at night, the darkness surely

إِذا راوَحَ الرُعيانُ لَيلاً سَوامَهُ

فَقَد لَفَّها جِنحُ الظَلامِ بِعاقِرِ

Envelops them with its wing without a full moon

I have become accustomed to its spears until I have grown accustomed

تَفَرَّعتُ حَتّى عَوَّدَتني رِماحُهُ

فَعَوَّدتُ مِن سوءِ الظُنونِ سَرائِري

To expect the evil rumors while my thoughts are chaste

My days with him are alike, as if

تَشابَهُ أَيّامي بِهِ فَكَأَنَّما

أَوائِلُها مَمزوجَةٌ بِالأَواخِرِ

Their beginnings are mixed with their ends

He is the grantor of the one thousand that if

هُوَ الواهِبُ الأَلفِ الَّتي لَو تَسومُها

قَبيلاً فَداها بِالجَديلِ وَداعِرِ

A tribe takes it by the forelock, he ransoms it with the plentiful

His hand stretches if the long spear extends its width

يَطولُ إِذا مَدَّ الرُدَينَيَّ باعُهُ

وَعانَقَ أَعناقَ الرِجالِ المَساعِرِ

And embraces the necks of brave man

So it creates a path for the drinking arrows as if

فَيَفري طَريقاً لِلسِبارِ كَأَنَّما

لَها ذِمَّةٌ في الطَعنِ رِسلُ المَسابِرِ

Permission in thrusting is given by the messengers

It clings in the fold of the lion's den resolutely

تَعَلَّقَ في ثِنيَ العَرينِ بِعَزمَةٍ

تُذَلِّلُ أَمطاءَ اللُيوثِ الخَوادِرِ

Subduing the manes of the savage lions

So it pursued them until it violated the sanctity of their dwellings

فَطَرَّدَها حَتّى اِستَباحَ شُبولَها

وَما ضَعضَعَتهُ أُسدُها بِالزَماجِرِ

And none of its lionesses could ward it off with growling

The army walks to it humbly as if

يَخِفُّ إِلَيهِ الجَيشَ حَتّى كَأَنَّهُ

يَمُدُّ بِأَعناقِ النَعامَ النَوافِرِ

It extends with the necks of the ostriches

May God reward the horses with what they deserve

جَزى اللَهُ عَنهِ الخَيلَ ما تَستَحِقُّهُ

إِذا رَقَصَت بِالدارِعينَ المَغاوِرِ

When they dance with the shield bearers

They bow to the waterless plain which its water

وَخَبَّت عَلى بَيداءَ تَشرَقُ ماءَها

عَنِ الرَكبِ في طَيِّ العُيونِ الغَوائِرِ

Lies to the riders in the twisting of the eyes

Passing through Al-Ma'zah shaking the pebbles

تَمُرُّ عَلى المَعزاءِ خَفّاقَةَ الحَصى

وَتَحثو بِوَجهِ الشَمسِ تُربَ القَراقِرِ

And stirring the face of the sun and the grit of potsherds

And the horizons flinch at its purity

وَتَستَرعِفُ الأَفاقُ لَمعَ صَفائِها

بِمُغبَرَّةٍ تَمحو سُطورَ الهَواجِرِ

With the dusty fog erasing the lines of separation

It protects the egg of Islam with truth so it feels secure

حِمى بَيضَةَ الإِسلامِ بِالحَقِّ فَاِحتَمَت

وَقَرَّت بِأَعشاشِ الرِماحِ الشَواجِرِ

And settles into nests of towering spears

Previously it did not shake in fright anticipating

وَمِن قَبلُ ما كانَت تَقَلقَلُ خيفَةً

وَتَرقُبُ في الأَيّامِ وَهصَةَ كاسِرِ

Any day or the shrieking of a betrayer

When its ethics exuded purity, the height was perfumed

إِذا عَبَّقَت أَخلاقُهُ أَرَجَ العُلى

تَضَوَّعَ في الحَيَّينِ كَعبٍ وَعامِرٍ

With the scent of Ka'b and 'Amir

And when an opportunity slipped from the grasp of polytheism

وَلَمّا اِنجَلَت مِن حَوزَةِ الشِركِ فُرصَةٌ

تَقَنَّصَها وَالدينُ دامي الأَظافِرِ

He took advantage of it while the religion had sharp claws

He would perfect it even if the descendants of the Prophet established it

تَدارَكَها وَالرُمحُ يَركَبُ رَأسَهُ

فَيَرعَفُ مِن قَطرِ الدِماءِ القَواطِرِ

But they could not bear to pact with the treacherous

They did not exert any effort in its collection

بِطَعنٍ كَوَلغِ الذِئبِ إِن زَعزَعَ القَنا

سَقاها شَآبيبَ الدِماءِ المَوائِرِ

Nor have they tied a knot without the omen of a bird

Yet they filled the palms while the family (of the prophet)

أَفاضَ عَلى عَدنانَ فَضلَ وَقارِهِ

وَقَد مَسَّها طَيشُ السِهامِ الغَوائِرِ

Could not fill the sights of onlookers from it

They then evaluated it with the jewels of enmity after

فَبَوَّأَ أَوفاهُم يَداً قُلَّةَ العُلى

وَمَدَّ بِأَضباعِ الرِجالِ البَحاتِرِ

They deemed it invaluable when it was not flying (high)

I bear witness that his sword carried out the caliphate

إِذا جَنَبوهُ لِلرِهانِ أَتوا بِهِ

جَواداً يُفَدّى شاؤُهُ بِاليَعافِرِ

To the side of the firmly rooted religion flourishing

It separates what is between the wine cups and their drinking

يُغَطّي عَلى أَوضاحِها بِغُبارِهِ

وَيَخرُجُ سَهلاً مِن جُنوبِ الأَواعِرِ

And unites what is between the faces and the shining blades

So it raises the chest of the sword if the cup has descended

إِذا ذَكَروهُ لِلخِلافَةِ لَم تَزَل

تَطَلَّعُ مِن شَوقٍ رِقابُ المَنابِرِ

And lets blood flow if it does not bless

And it gets up yearning towards the scream of the spear

لَعَلَّ زَماناً يَرتَقي دَرَجاتِها

بِأَروَعَ مِن آلِ النَبِيِّ عُراعِرِ

Deeming the slicing of the sword as pure

A grandeur if an insolent group attacked it

وَمَن لي بِيَومٍ أَبطَحِيٍّ سُرورُهُ

يُجَوِّلُ ما بَينَ الصَفا وَالمَشاعِرِ

So it crackled at their prestige with shattering

And when the passions of 'Aylan went unrestrained in their love of corruption

فَها إِنَّ طَوقَ المُلكِ في عُنقِ ماجِدٍ

وَإِنَّ حُسامَ الحَقِّ في كَفِّ شاهِرِ

He threw at them a revelation from God with sorcery

He threw at them with a long spear, with an edge

وَيارُبَّ قَومٍ ما اِستَعاضوا لِذِلَّةٍ

شَهيقَ العَوالي مِن حَنينِ المَزامِرِ

And with the sharp blade of the sword that butchers

And he sparked a fire so they deemed its light an illusion

كُؤوسُهُمُ أَسيافُهُم وَخِضابُها

إِذا جَرَّدوها مِن دِماءِ المَعاصِرِ

While it was only for guests staying the night

So when doubts about him subsided in their misguidance

رَضوا بِخَيالِ المَجدِ والشَخصُ عِندَه

وَما قيمَةُ الأَعراضِ عِندَ الجَواهِرِ

His blazing fire subsided in the tribes

And had it not been for the promise of safety extended over their heads

هُم تَبِعوهُ مُقصِرينَ وَرُبَّما

تَوَسَّدَتِ الأَظلافُ وَقعَ الحَوافِزِ

Their foreheads would not have enjoyed peace

He sent it raging so that its burning embers

إِذا عَدَّدوا المَجدَ التَليدَ تَنَحَّلوا

عُلىً تَتَبَرّى مِن عُقودِ الخَناصِرِ

Spark over the flanking camels

Fiery meteors dragging the irons as if

حَرِيّونَ إِلّا أَن تُهَزَّ رِماحُهُم

ضَنينونَ إِلّا بِالعُلى وَالمَفاخِرِ

Walking on an overflowing wave of water

Which the heroes with white exhaustion on them ride

هُمُ اِنتَحَلوا إِرثَ النَبِيِّ مُحَمَّدٍ

وَدَبّوا إِلى أَولادِهِ بِالفَواقِرِ

Whose spears are colored from the blood of the slaughtered

Daring and none who reproach mounts over them

وَما زالَتِ الشَحناءُ بَينَ ضُلوعِهِم

تُرَبّي الأَماني في حُجورِ الأَعاصِرِ

Except the domes of those who forgive

So they came to you while the horses were still saddled

إِلى أَن ثَنَوها دَعوَةً أُمَوِيَّةً

زَوَتها عَنِ الإِظهارِ أَيدي المَقادِرِ

Overburdened from the weight of the heavy spears

They did not mobilize it for thrusting as if

وَلَو أَنَّ مِن آلِ النَبِيِّ مُقيمَها

لَعاجوا عَليهِ بِالعُهودِ الغَوادِرِ

Its glass spearhead was suspended from the curtains

And the arrows of death passed through them and verily

فَما هَرَقوا في جَمعِها رِيَّ عامِلٍ

وَلا قَطَعوا في عَقدِها شِبعَ طائِرِ

The guide to demise is in the straying arrows

You trampled them heavily with the overtaking surge

وَقَد مَلَأوا مِنها الأَكُفَّ وَأَهلَها

فَما مَلَأوا مِنها لَحاظَ النَواظِرِ

That humbles the cheek of the humbled

So you disturbed a now tranquil house of theirs

فَراشوا لَهُم نَبلَ العَداوَةِ بَعدَما

بَرَوها وَكانَت قَبلُ غَيرَ طَوائِرِ

And emptied it of all its people and neighbors

You unleashed the raids on it until its soil

شَهِدتُ لَقَد أَدّى الخِلافَةَ سَيفُهُ

إِلى جانِبٍ مِن عَقوَةِ الدينِ عامِرِ

Stirs without the hooves of a cavalry horse

And you left every Nizarite girl herding sheep

يُفَرِّقُ ما بَينَ الكُؤوسِ وَشَربِها

وَيَجمَعُ ما بَينَ الطُلى وَالبَواتِرِ

Seeking refuge in the shade of the shelters

Crouching in misery in its extensions

فَيَرفَعُ صَدرَ السَيفِ إِن حَطَّ كَأسَهُ

وَيَمري دِماءَ الهامِ إِن لَم يُعاقِرِ

And gathering wood as fire in the resting places

And every boy of theirs who drew his sword

وَيَنهَضُ مُشتاقاً إِلى مَصرَخِ القَنا

فَيَحسَبُ بُردي فاسِقِ السَيفِ طاهِرِ

Saw in it the face of truth sparkling in its polish

And when he mounted a misguided one clothed in armor

مُعَظَّمُ حَيٍّ ما رَمَتهُ هَجيرَةٌ

فَقَعقَعَ في أَعراضِها بِالهَواجِرِ

He regretted exposing the backs of the insights

His loftiness felt uncomfortable in the knots of glory

وَلَمّا طَغَت عَيلانُ في عِشقِ غَيِّها

رَماها مِنَ الكَيدِ الوَحيِّ بِساحِرِ

And his sides did not adhere to grand achievements

And had the promise of safety not wiped their heads

رَماهُم مِنَ الرُمحِ الطَويلِ بِحالِبٍ

وَمِن شَفرَةِ العَضبِ الحُسامِ بِجازِرِ

Their anxieties would not have been calmed with reassurance

Their hearts split until whatever it concealed

وَأَضرَمَ ناراً فَاِستَرابوا بِضَوئِها

وَما هِيَ إِلّا لِلضُيوفِ السَوائِرِ

Was exposed of the daughters of private thoughts

O Abul-Ahmad, rely on loftiness for it surely

فَلَمّا تَراخَت في الضَلالِ ظُنونُهُم

تَراخى فَطارَت نارُهُ في العَشائِرِ

If not maintained with stinginess, will not betray

For your hoarded wealth is not but for one who seeks it

وَلَمّا أَروهُ نَفرَةَ العارِ خافَها

وَلو نَفَرَت أَرماحُهُم لَم تُحاذِرِ

And your inhabited land is not but for a visitor

And do not request quenching from the spears, for surely

فَأَرسَلَها شَعواءَ تَقدَحُ نارَها

عَلى جَنَباتِ الأَمعَزِ المُتَزاوِرِ

The blood of loftiness is in the necks of the arrogant

You removed the irritation from my eyelids so they commenced

شَماطيطَ يُجرونَ الحَديدَ كَأَنَّما

مَشَينَ عَلى مَوجٍ مِنَ اليَمِّ زاخِرِ

Rewarding your deed with the gazes of a grateful one

So if one day the branch of your kingdom shakes from a jealous one

عَليها مِنَ البيضِ العَوارِضِ فِتيَةٌ

خِضابٌ قَناّها مِن دِماءِ المَناحِرِ

Then loftiness has firm bonds

It is smooth wood for leniency while its branches

مَفارِقُ لا يَعلو عَلَيها مُطاوِلٌ

غَداةَ وَغىً إِلا قِباُبَ المَغافِرِ

Are firm on the enemies with hardened stems

It withheld from the days all events

فَجاؤُوكَ وَالخَيلُ العِتاقُ طَلائِحٌ

تَضاءَلُ مِن عِبءِ الرِماحِ العَواثِرِ

And protected the side of religion from every dissuader

And restrained the mouths of the beast until I thought it

وَما حَرَّكوها لِلطِعانِ كَأَنَّما

زِجاجُ قَناها عُلِّقَت بِالأَشاعِرِ

Will echo with a ringing in the mouths of warriors

And it continues to ascend in the heights as if they

وَجارَت سِهامُ المَوتِ فيهِم وَإِنَّما

دَليلُ المَنايا في السِهامِ الجَوائِرِ

Pull him to them with the shining stars

For him are the early arrivals in every first

وَطَأتَهُمُ بِاللاّحِقِيّاتِ وَطأَةً

تُذَلِّلُ خَدَّ الجانِبِ المُتَصاغِرِ

That passed and the remaining separation in every last

He ascended above the description of any praiser

فَأَزعَجتَ داراً مِنهُمُ مُطمَئِنَّةً

وَأَخلَيتَها مِن كُلِّ عافٍ وَسامِرِ

And I raised above praising kings my deepest thoughts

So he is not, if not for what I say to a listening one

شَنَنتَ بِها الغاراتِ حَتّى تُرابُها

يَثورُ عَلى العاداتِ مِن غَيرِ حافِرِ

And nor am I, if not for what he wishes for a poet

وَكُلُّ فَتاةٍ مِن نِزارٍ تَرَكتَها

تَريعُ إِلى ظِلِّ الرُبوعِ الدَواثِرِ

تُحَشَّشُ في أَذيالِها مُستَكينَةً

وَتَحطِبُ ذُلّاً في حِبالِ الغَدائِرِ

وَكُلُّ غُلامٍ مِنهُمُ شامَ سَيفَهُ

رَأى فيهِ وَجهَ الحَقِّ طَلقَ المَناظِرِ

وَلَمّا اِمتَطى ظَهراً مِنَ الغَيِّ كاسِياً

تَنَدَّمَ أَن أَعرى ظُهورَ البَصائِرِ

جَفَتهُ العُلى فَاِنسَلَّ مِن عُقُداتِها

وَما عَلِقَت أَعطافُهُ بِالمَآثِرِ

وَلَو لَم تُمَسَّحِ بِالأَمانِ رُؤوسُهُم

لَما أَنِسَت هاماتُهُم بِالغَفائِرِ

تَفَرَّت قُلوبُ القَومِ حَتّى تَهَتَّكَت

بِما اِستَتَرَت فيهِ بَناتُ السَرائِرِ

أَبا أَحمَدٍ ثِق بِالمَعالي فَإِنَّها

إِذا لَم تُرَع بِالبُخلِ غَيرُ غَوادِرِ

فَما مالُكَ المَدخورُ إِلا لِطالِبٍ

وَلا رَبعُكَ المَعمورُ إِلّا لِزائِرِ

وَلا تَطلُبا ثارَ الرِماحِ وَإِنَّما

دِماءُ المَعالي في رِقابِ الجرائِرِ

جَلَوتَ القَذى عَن مُقلَتَيَّ فَباشَرَت

صَنيعَكَ أَجفاني بِأَلحاظِ شاكِرِ

فَإِن هَزَّ يَوماً فَرعَ مُلكِكَ حاسِدٌ

فَإِنَّ المَعالي مُحكَماتُ الأَواصِرِ

هُوَ العودُ سَهلٌ لِلسَماحِ جَناتُهُ

وَلَكِن عَلى الأَعداءِ وَعرُ المَكاسِرِ

أَذَمَّ عَلى الأَيّامِ مِن كُلِّ حادِثٍ

وَحاطَ جَنابَ الدينِ مِن كُلِّ ذاعِرِ

وَضَمَّ شِفاهَ الوَحشِ حَتّى ظَنَنتُهُ

سَيَصدى صِقالاً في نُيوبِ القَساوِرِ

وَما زالَ يَسمو بِالمعالي كَأَنَّها

تَجُرُّ إِلَيهِ بِالنُجومِ الزَواهِرِ

لَهُ سابِقاتُ القَبلِ في كُلِّ أَوَّلٍ

مَضى وَبَقاءُ البُعدِ في كُلِّ آخِرِ

تَرَفَّعَ في العَلياءِ عَن وَصفِ مادِحٍ

وَرَفَّعتُ عَن مَدحِ المُلوكِ خَواطِري

فَما هُوَ لَولا ما أَقولُ بِسامِعٍ

وَلا أَنا لَولا ما يَمُنُّ بِشاعِرِ