روحي فدى القرشي أكرم سيد — Omar Onsi

روحي فِدى القرشيّ أَكرَم سَيّدٍ

نالَت بِهِ الآمالُ غايَةَ مَقصدٍ

My soul be a ransom for the Qurayshi, the noblest master.

Through him, hopes have reached their utmost goal.

كَم بِتُّ أَشدو فيهِ شَدوَ مُغَرِّدٍ

قَد طالَ شَوقي لِلنَبيِّ مَحَمَّدٍ

How often I have spent the night singing of him like a songbird!

My longing for the Prophet Muhammad has lasted so long.

فَمَتى إِلى ذاكَ المَقام وُصولُ

يا حادِياً أَظماهُ بَرقُ الأَبرَقِ

When, then, shall I reach that station?

O camel-driver, whom the lightning over al-Abraq has made thirsty,

رِد مِن مَناهل مَدمَعي المُتَدَفِّقِ

لِلّه دَرُّ صَبابَتي وَتَعشُّقي

Drink from the watering places of my streaming tears.

How wondrous are my ardent longing and passionate love!

فَلَقَد فنى صَبري وَزادَ تَشوُّقي

نَحو الحَبيب وَما إِلَيهِ سَبيلُ

For my patience has perished, and my yearning has grown

Toward the beloved, though there is no path to him.

طَهَ الَّذي جادَت يَداهُ بِخَيرِها

لِلناس مَع وَحش الفَلاة وَطَيرِها

Taha, whose hands freely bestowed their bounty

On humankind, as well as the desert's wild beasts and birds.

هُوَ مَن تيمّمهُ السُراة بِسَيرِها

روحي فِداه ولَستُ مالك غَيرِها

He is the one the night travelers sought on their journey.

My soul be his ransom—I possess nothing else.

وَالروح في حُبِّ الرَسول قَليلُ

مَن لِلشَجيّ بِوَقفَةٍ في بابِهِ

And a soul is little to give for love of the Messenger.

Who will grant the sorrowful lover a moment standing at his door,

وَبُلوغ لَثم الترب مِن أَعتابِهِ

يا سائق الأَظعان نَحوَ رِحابِهِ

And the chance to kiss the dust from his thresholds?

O driver of the camel caravans toward his precincts,

أتُرى أُمرّغ وَجنَتي بِتُرابِهِ

وَأَهيم مِن فَرَحي بِهِ وَأَقولُ

Do you think I shall rub my cheek in his dust,

And be enraptured by my joy in him, and say:

هَذا الَّذي مَدحَ الكِتاب بِنَصِّهِ

خُلُقاً حَواه مُنزّهاً عَن نَقصِهِ

This is he whom the Book praised in its very text

For the character he possessed, free of any flaw.

هَذا مواسي المُؤمنين بِحِرصِهِ

هَذا الَّذي رَكب البُراق بِشَخصِهِ

This is the comforter of the believers through his devoted care.

This is he who rode al-Buraq in his own person.

هَذا لَهُ فَوق السَماء حُلولُ

سُبحان مَن أَعلى علاه وَشَرَّفا

This is he who alighted above the sky.

Glory be to Him who exalted his rank and honored him,

حَتّى رَقى السَبع الطِباق وَرفرَفا

لُذ في حِماه إِذا أَرَدت تَعَطُّفا

Until he ascended the seven layered heavens and soared.

Seek refuge in his protection if you desire compassion.

هَذا النَبيُّ المُستَغاث المُصطَفى

هَذا لَهُ كُلُّ القُلوب تَميلُ

This is the Prophet whose help is sought, the Chosen One.

This is he toward whom all hearts incline.

ما الشَمسُ ما البَدرُ المُنيرُ بِشَرقِهِ

يَوماً بأسنى مِن مَكارم خلقِهِ

Neither the sun nor the full moon, luminous at its rising,

Is ever more radiant than the noble virtues of his character.

دَعني أَهيمُ صَبابَةً في عِشقِهِ

هَذا رَسولُ اللَه صفوَةُ خَلقِهِ

Let me be enraptured with yearning in my love for him.

This is God's Messenger, the choicest of His creation.

هَذا الرَسول إِلى الجِنان دَليلُ

مَولىً بِعلم الغَيب خُصَّ وَكَشفِهِ

This Messenger is a guide to the gardens of Paradise.

A master singled out for knowledge of the unseen and its unveiling,

وَغَدا يَرى كَأَمامِهِ مِن خَلفِهِ

صُغ ما بَدا لَك مِن قَلائد وَصفِهِ

And he came to see behind him as he saw before him.

Fashion whatever necklaces of praise for him come to mind.

هَذا الحَصى قَد سَبّحت في كَفِّهِ

هَذا الزُلال بِراحَتيه يَسيلُ

This is he in whose palm the pebbles glorified God.

This is he from whose two palms pure water flows.

ما زِلت مُلتاع الفُؤاد جَريحهُ

شَوقاً لِمَن أَعلى الإِلَهُ مَديحَهُ

I remain anguished and wounded at heart,

With yearning for him whose praise God exalted.

فَالكَون جِسمٌ كان أَحمَدُ روحهُ

لَكُم الهَنا يا زائِرين ضَريحَهُ

For the universe is a body whose soul was Ahmad.

Joy to you, O visitors to his tomb!

ذاكَ المقام بِهِ السَقام يَزولُ

هُو خَيرُ خَلق اللَه فاتح بابِهِ

At that station, sickness vanishes.

He is the best of God's creation, the opener of His gate,

وَصفيُّهُ المُختار مِن أَحبابِهِ

فَإِذا الزَمان رَماكُم بِمصابِهِ

And His elect, chosen from among His beloved.

So if time strikes you with its affliction,

لوذوا بِهِ وَاِستَشفعوا بِجَنابِهِ

فَهوَ الشَفيع لِمَن أَتاهُ دَخيلُ

Take refuge in him and seek intercession through his presence.

For he is the intercessor for whoever comes to him seeking protection.

يا قَلب عَن ذكر المشفّع لا تهل

لا خَيرَ في مَن عَن أَبي الزَهرا ذَهِل

O heart, do not neglect remembrance of the accepted intercessor.

There is no good in one heedless of the father of al-Zahra.

أَنا مُذنب وَهوَ الرَؤوف بِمَن جَهل

مَن كانَ مِثلي مُذنِباً فَليبتَهل

I am a sinner, and he is compassionate toward those who act in ignorance.

Whoever is a sinner like me, let him pray earnestly,

وَيَمدُّ كَفّيهِ لَهُ وَيَقولُ

يا أَكرَم الثَقلين جئتك وافِداً

And extend both hands to him, and say:

O noblest of humankind and jinn, I have come to you as a visitor,

وَمنَ التَوسُّلِ صُغتُ فيكَ قَلائِداً

فَاِمنن وَكُن لي في الخُطوب مُساعِداً

And from entreaty I have fashioned necklaces in your praise.

So grant your favor, and be my helper in calamities.

ها قَد دَخَلتُ عَلى جَنابك قاصِداً

ظَهري بِأَحمال الذُنوب ثَقيلُ

Behold, I have entered your presence with purpose;

My back is heavy with burdens of sin.

فَعَسى تقيلُ أَخا الرَجا مِن عَثرَةٍ

مِن أَجلِها باتَ الفُؤاد بِحَسرَةٍ

So may you lift this hopeful one from a stumble,

Because of it, my heart has spent the night in regret.

ها قَد نَزَلت بِباب أَوسَع حَضرَةٍ

وَأَتَيت لِلحَرم الشَريف وَحُجرَةٍ

Behold, I have alighted at the gate of the most spacious court,

And have come to the noble sanctuary and a chamber

فيها لربِّ العالمين رَسولُ

يا مَن بِنَجدتِهِ الدَواءُ لِعلَّتي

Within which is a Messenger of the Lord of all worlds.

O you whose aid is the remedy for my ailment,

وَبِراحَتيهِ لِيَ الشِفا مِن غُلّتي

غفراً لِذَنبٍ قادَني لِمذَلّة

And in whose palms I find healing for my burning thirst,

Forgiveness for a sin that led me into humiliation!

لا عُذر لي وَقَد اِعتَرَفت بِزلّتي

لَكن رَجائي بِالجَميل جَميلُ

I have no excuse; I have confessed my lapse.

Yet my hope for gracious favor is beautiful.

يا سَيّداً عَمَّ الوَرى بِنَوالِهِ

وَالكَون أَشرَقَ مِن بَديع جَمالِهِ

O master whose bounty embraced all creation,

And whose wondrous beauty lit the universe,

أَنعِم بِفَضلك لِلضَعيف وَوالهِ

ثُمّ الصَلاة عَلى النَبيِّ وَآلِهِ

Grant your bounty to the weak one, and protect him.

Then blessings upon the Prophet and his family,

ما سارَ رَكب نَحوَه وَدَليلُ

As long as a caravan and a guide journey toward him.