حنانيك إن الشوق قد بلغ المدى — اكنسوس المراكشي 4 قصيدة

حَنانيكَ إِنّ الشَوقَ قَد بَلَغ المَدى

أَما تَرحَمُ المضنى الكَئيب المسهَّدا

Have mercy: longing has reached its utmost limit.

Will you not pity the wasted, sorrowful, sleepless one?

وَرُحماك إِنّ المُستَهام مِن النَوى

لَهُ حالَةٌ سَوأى ترِقُّ لَهُ العِدا

And grant your mercy: the one maddened by separation

is in so grievous a state that even enemies pity him.

فَلا تَسأل الوَلهانَ عَمّا أَصابه

وَسَل حالَهُ إِن شئتَ ذاكَ فَتَشهَدا

So do not ask the distraught lover what has befallen him;

ask his condition, if you wish, and you will see.

هُوَ الصَبُّ لا تَزداد لَوعَةُ حبّه

إِذا حاوَل الإِطفاءَ إِلّا توقُّدا

He is the enamored one: the anguish of his love gains

nothing but fiercer flame whenever he tries to quench it.

فَما تَرَكت فيهِ الصَبابَةُ وَالهَوى

عَلى حَمل أَعباءِ الغَرام تَجَلّدا

For yearning and passion have left him no

fortitude to bear the burdens of ardent love.

وَكَم عاثَ في أَهل الغَرام هِيامُهُم

وَحرَّق أَحشاءً وَمَزَّق أَكبُدا

How often lovers' infatuation has ravaged them,

burning entrails and tearing livers apart!

وَكَم سَلَب الحُبُّ الرِجالَ عُقولَهُم

وَحُبُّ الفَتى يعمِيه عَن سبلِ الهُدى

How often love has robbed men of their minds;

a young man's love blinds him to the paths of guidance.

فَلا تَعجَبوا مِن عَبرةٍ قَد سَفحتُها

عَلى زَمَن قَد كانَ بِالجِزع مُسعِدا

So do not marvel at a tear I have shed

over a time that once brought happiness at the valley bend.

فَيا حُسنَ ذاكَ العَهد يا طِيبَ ذِكرِهِ

سَقاهُ الغَمام الجَودُ غَيثاً مُرَدَّدا

How beautiful that time, how sweet its memory!

May generous clouds water it with rain again and again.

وَلِلّه عَيشٌ بِالحِمى سَمحت بِهِ

لَيالٍ مِلاحٌ ما أَلَذَّ وَأَرغَدا

And, by God, what a life in the sanctuary, granted by

lovely nights—how delightful and full of ease!

لَيالٍ تَولّى السَعد حينَ طُلوعَها

فَكانَت كَما يَهواه يُمنا وَأَسعُدا

Nights that good fortune governed at their rising,

so they were as it wished: blessing and good fortune.

إِذا ذَكَرت نَفسي هُنالك جيرَةً

أَتاحَ لَها وَجداً مُقيماً وَمُقعِدا

Whenever my soul recalls neighbors there,

it awakens longing that sets it rising and sitting.

وَكَم غَرَّد القُمريُّ في خَوط أَيكَةٍ

فَجاوَبتُ ذيّاك الحَمامَ المُغَرِّدا

How often the turtledove sang on a thicket's supple bough,

and I answered that singing dove.

وَقُلتُ كَفاكَ اللَه ما أَنتَ حاذِر

وَبُوِّئتَ في الأَدواح وَكراً مُمَهَّدا

I said: May God spare you what you fear,

and may you be lodged in the great trees in a prepared nest.

فَإِنّك قَد أَذكَرتَني زَمَناً مَضى

بِهِ ضَرَبَ الإفراحُ لِلَّهوِ مَوعِدا

For you have reminded me of a time gone by,

when joy appointed a rendezvous for pleasure,

يُدِيرُ بِظِلِّ السَرح كَأسَ مَسَرَّةٍ

إِذا بَلِيَ الإِيناسُ فيهِ تَجَدّدا

passing a cup of delight beneath the sarh trees' shade;

whenever companionship grew stale there, it was renewed.

عَلى أَنّ ما قَد فاتَ لَيسَ بِعائدٍ

وَلا يَدَّني بِالوَهم ما كانَ أَبعَدا

Yet what has passed will not return,

nor can imagination bring near what has grown remote.

فَأَمّا وَقَد زمَّ الرِكابُ وَيَمَّموا

زِيارَةَ خَير الإنس وَالجنّ أَحمَدا

But now the riding camels have been bridled, and they have set out

to visit Ahmad, the best of humankind and jinn.

فَقَد شاقَني مِن نَحو طيبَةَ بارِقٌ

يُنَسّي مَشُوق الروح ما قَد تَعوّدا

So a lightning flash from the direction of Taybah has stirred my longing,

making the yearning spirit forget what it was accustomed to.

وَأَزعَجَني حادي المَطِيِّ وَقَد شَدا

وَردَّد خَلفَ العِيسِ هَيمَنَة الحُدا

And the camel-driver roused me as he sang,

repeating behind the pale camels the murmuring camel-song.

رُوَيدك يا حادي المَطايا فَإِنَّني

أُنادي رَسولَ اللَه أسمعه النِدا

Gently, O driver of the camels, for I

am calling God's Messenger, letting him hear my call.

أَلا يا رَسولَ اللَهِ دَعوةَ قاطِن

تَخلَّف خَلفَ الظاعِنين وَأُفرِدا

Hear, O Messenger of God, the plea of one who stayed,

left behind the travelers and alone.

وَلا عُذرَ إِلّا الضَعف مِنهُ فإِنَّه

تَقَمَّص فَضفاضاً مِن العَجز وَاِرتَدى

He has no excuse but his weakness, for he

has donned a loose robe of helplessness and cloaked himself in it.

وَأوثَقه جَورُ الزَمان وَأَهله

فَيَشكوك مِن دَهرٍ عَلَيهِ قَدِ اِعتَدى

The injustice of the age and its people has bound him,

so he complains to you of a time that has wronged him.

وَمِن نَفسِهِ يا حجّةَ اللَّهِ يَشتَكي

فَتِلكَ الَّتي أَلقَته في هُوَّة الرَدى

And of his own soul, O proof of God, he complains,

for it is what cast him into the abyss of ruin.

بِجاهِك يَدعُو اللَهَ مالِك أَمرِهِ

يُخلِّصُه مِمّا بِهِ قَد تَقَيّدا

Through your rank he calls upon God, master of his affairs,

to free him from what has held him bound.

فَلَيسَ لَهُ يا اِبنَ العَواتِك مَلجأ

سِواك وَلا يَرجُو بِغَيرِك مَقصدا

For he has no refuge, O son of the ‘Atikahs,

but you, and seeks no goal through anyone else.

فَإِنَّك قَد حُزتَ المَحامد كُلَّها

وَأَنتَ لِمُرتاد النَدى لُجَّةُ النَدى

For you have gathered every praiseworthy virtue,

and to seekers of generosity you are generosity's deep sea.

عَلَيك لِواءُ الحَمد ينشرُ آدمٌ

فَمَن دُونَه في ظِلِّ مَنشُوره غَدا

Over you the Banner of Praise is unfurled; Adam

and all beneath him stand under its outspread shade.

إِذا جَمَعَ اللَه الخَلائِقَ كُلَّهُم

دُعِيتَ لَمِن في ذَلك الجَمع سَيِّدا

When God gathers all created beings,

you will be proclaimed master of those in that assembly.

وَكُنتَ شَفيعاً فيهم وَلَبستَ مِن

حُلى الحَمد ما يَزداد عِزّاً وَسُؤددا

You will be their intercessor, and will don from among

the ornaments of praise what increases honor and eminence.

سَمَوتَ إِلى أَعلا الطِباق وَجُزتها

وَخَلّفتَ جبريلَ الأَمينَ المُؤيّدا

You ascended to the highest heavenly layers and passed beyond them,

leaving behind Gabriel, the trustworthy and divinely supported.

وَذَلِك في وَهنٍ قَليلٍ مِن الدُجى

وَجئتَ بِأَنوار الهُدى لِمَن اِهتَدى

And all this within a brief stretch of the night's darkness,

and you brought the lights of guidance to those who found guidance.

وَأَطلَعتَ شَمسَ الحَقّ مِن أُفق العُلا

وَفَتَّحتَ باباً لِلسَعادة مُوصدا

You raised the sun of truth from the horizon of exaltation,

and opened a bolted door to happiness.

وَأَنذرتَنا مِن نارِ كُلِّ شَقاوَةٍ

وَبَشَّرت مَن أَضحى حَنيفاً مُوحِّدا

You warned us of the fire of every misery,

and brought glad tidings to those who became upright, affirming God's oneness.

وَغَيَّضتَ بَحراً لِلضّلالة قَد طَغى

عَلى أَهلِهِ حَتّى اِستَجاشَ وَأَزبَدا

You drained a sea of error that had overflowed

over its people until it seethed and foamed.

وَغادَرتَ عَين الشُرك تَبكي دِماءها

عَلى مَن بَغى مِن أَهلِها وَتَمَرّدا

You left the eye of idolatry weeping its blood

over those of its people who transgressed and rebelled.

وَبَدَّدتَ في بَدرٍ رُؤوسَ كُماتِهم

فَصارَت لقىً عِندَ القَلِيب مُقَدّدا

At Badr you scattered the heads of their champions,

so they became refuse beside the well, cut into strips.

وَأَحزَنتَ في الأَحزاب صَخرَ بنَ حَربِهم

وَأَرجَعتهُ بِالخِزي خِزياً مُخَلَّدا

At al-Ahzab you brought sorrow to their Sakhr ibn Harb,

and sent him back disgraced, with everlasting disgrace.

وَحَكَّمتَ فيهم كُلَّ أَسمَر ذابِلٍ

وَكُلَّ حُسامٍ كَالشُواظِ مُهنَّدا

You made every brown, slender spear an arbiter over them,

and every Indian-forged keen sword, like a flame.

يَصولُ بِها مَن هاجَروا ثُمَّ جاهَدوا

وَمَن نَصَروا الدينَ القَويم المُسدّدا

With them charge those who emigrated and then fought,

and those who aided the upright, rightly directed faith.

هُم المَلأُ العالون في حَضرَة الرِضى

وَهُم أَسَّسُوا هَذا البِناء المُشيّدا

They are the exalted company in the presence of divine favor,

and they laid the foundations of this lofty edifice.

وَهُم بَذَلُوا في طاعَة اللَه أَنفُساً

مُطَهَّرةً تَبغي الثَواب المُؤبَّدا

They offered, in obedience to God, souls

purified and seeking everlasting reward.

وَما زِلتَ يا روحَ العَوالم فيهم

إِلى أَن مَحَوتَ الشِركَ مَحواً مُسرمَدا

And you remained among them, O spirit of the worlds,

until you erased idolatry with an everlasting erasure.

وَجاءَكَ نَصرُ اللَهِ وَالفَتحُ وَاِرتَضى

لَكَ اللَهُ في أَعلى الفَراديسِ مَقعَدا

God's victory and conquest came to you, and it pleased

God to grant you a seat in the highest gardens of Paradise.

وَصرتَ مِن الرُضوان حَيّا لِتَبتَني

لَنا في جِوار الحَقّ عِزّاً مُمهّدا

And you became alive through divine favor, to build

for us established honor beside the Truth.

وَخلَّفتَ فينا الآلَ وَالذكر حاكِماً

فَآلك وَالذكرُ الحَكيم لَنا هُدى

You left among us your family and the Revelation as arbiter;

so your family and the wise Revelation are guidance for us.

هُما الثَقلانِ بارك اللَهُ فيهُما

وَخصَّ أَميرَ المُؤمنين مُحمّدا

They are the two weighty trusts—may God bless them both,

and grant special favor to Muhammad, Commander of the Faithful,

خَليفَتك المَأمون نجل خَلائِفٍ

أجلَّ مُلوك الأَرض فَخراً وَمَحتدا

your trusted successor, scion of caliphs,

the most august of earth's kings in glory and lineage,

مِن الذُروَة العَلياءِ مِن آل هاشمٍ

وَآلِ هِشام ما أَجلَّ وَأَمجَدا

from the exalted summit of the House of Hashim

and the House of Hisham—how august and glorious!

هُوَ الملك الحامي الذِمارَ وَمَن لَهُ

رَوَينا حَديثاً في الأَصالة مُسنَدا

He is the king who guards honor, and the one for whom

we have related an account of noble descent with its chain of transmission.

كَسا دَولة الأَشراف عزّاً وَسُؤدداً

وَأَصلَح ما أَوهى الزَمانُ وَجدّدا

He clothed the sharifs' state in honor and eminence,

repairing and renewing what time had weakened.

وَجالد عبّادَ الصَليب فأَذعَنُوا

لعزَّته تَحتَ الضَراعة أَعبُدا

He battled the worshippers of the cross, and they submitted

to his might, humbled as slaves.

وَعدّد أَمثالَ الأسود عَساكِراً

تخِرُّ لَها الأسدُ الضَراغِمُ سُجّدا

He multiplied armies resembling lions,

before which mighty lions fall prostrate.

وَتَهتَزُّ مِنها الأَرضُ عِندَ رُكوبَها

وَتَرجُف أَطوادُ الجِبال تميُّدا

The earth shakes from them when they mount,

and the towering mountains tremble and sway.

وَتَحسَبُ أَنّ الجَوَّ نارٌ تَأَجّجت

يَضِجُّ لَها باغي الفَساد مُشرَّدا

You would think the air a fire ablaze,

at which the seeker of corruption cries out, driven to flight.

وَتَخفقُ ريحُ النَصر بَين بُنُودها

عَلى غُرَّة المَنصور أَكرمِ مَن غَدا

The wind of victory flutters among their banners,

over the brow of the victorious one, the noblest who goes forth,

عَلى الملك الجَحجاح أَبهى مُتَوَّجٍ

تَبَختَر وَاِقتادَ الخَميسَ المجنّدا

over the mighty king, the most splendid crowned ruler,

who strides proudly and leads the mustered host;

وَأَعلى مُلوكِ العالمين مَفاخِراً

وَأَطهرَهُم قَلباً وَأَطوَلَهُم يَدا

the highest of the world's kings in glorious deeds,

the purest of heart and most generous of hand,

وَأَكثَرَهُم رُجحانَ عَقلٍ وَحكمةٍ

وَأَعذَبهم في مَشرَع العلم مَورِدا

the weightiest in judgment and wisdom,

the sweetest wellspring at knowledge's watering place,

وَأَوضَحَهُم بُنيانَ مَجدٍ وَمَفخَرٍ

وَأَوثَقهم بُنيان عزٍّ وَمَصعدا

the most radiant in his edifice of glory and distinction,

the firmest in his structure of might and path of ascent.

قَضى اللَهُ تَعنُو الناسُ طُرّاً لِأَمره

وَتَنقادُ إِجلالاً لَهُ وَتَوَدُّدا

God decreed that all people bow to his command

and submit to him in reverence and affection.

فَما زالَ يُولِيهم عَواطِفَ بِرِّهِ

وَيصفَحُ عَن ذَنبِ المُسيء إِذا بَدا

For he has always lavished on them his loving kindness,

and pardons the offender's sin when it appears.

وَبِالعَدل وَالإِحسان ما زالَ آمِراً

إِيالَتَه الغرّاء أَمراً مؤَكّدا

He has ever enjoined justice and beneficence

upon his illustrious realm, with a firm command.

بِهِ حَيِيَت أَرضُ المَغارب وَاِزدَهت

وَأَضحَت لَهُم أَهلُ المَشارق حُسَّدا

Through him the lands of the West revived and flourished,

and the people of the East became envious of them.

هَنيئاً لَنا قَد أسعَدَ اللَهُ أَرضَنا

بِمَلك هُمامٍ في العُلا قَد تَوحدا

Joy to us! God has blessed our land

with a valiant king unrivaled in exalted rank,

بِأَبهَرَ مِن بَدر التَمام جَلالَةً

وَأَسمَح مِن بِيض الغَمام وَأَجودا

more dazzling in majesty than the full moon,

more open-handed and generous than the white clouds.

يُقيم لَنا في كُلّ عامٍ مَواسِماً

مُبارَكةً فِطراً وَأَضحى وَمَولِدا

He holds for us each year celebrations,

blessed: Eid al-Fitr, Eid al-Adha, and the Mawlid.

يُفيضُ عَلَينا مِن سَحائب جُوده

مَواهِبَ لا تَنفكُّ نَفسي لَهُ الفِدا

He pours upon us from the clouds of his generosity

gifts without cease—may my soul be his ransom!

وَنُهدي لَهُ حُرَّ المَدائِح جَوهَراً

فَيَمنَحُنا بِالفَضل تِبراً مُنَضَّدا

We offer him the choicest praises as jewels,

and he grants us, in bounty, gold piled high.

فَلا زالَ بِالعُمر الطَويل مُمتَّعاً

وَلا زالَ مَنصورَ اللِواءِ مُؤَيّدا

May he always enjoy a long life,

and always be supported, his banner victorious.

وَلا تَبرح الأَعيادُ يُشرِقُ نورُها

بِغُرّته إِن راحَ يَوماً أَوِ اِغتَدى

May the festivals never cease to shine

through his radiant brow, whether one day he sets out at evening or in the morning.