ما طَوَّل الليل القَصيرا
ونَهى الكواكبَ أن تَغورا
The short night was not prolonged
Nor were the stars prevented from setting
إلا وفي يَدِه عَزي
ماتٌ يحلُّ بِها الأُمورا
Except by the will of the Almighty
Who rules all matters
ذو مُقلةٍ لا تستقِل
لُ ضَنىً وإن أضنَت كَثيرا
With an eye that does not sleep
Though it appears indifferent at times
ليسَت تفتر عن دَمي
وتَرى بِها أبداً فُتورا
It does not turn away from my tears
And in it weakness is never seen
وتَرى بها ضَعفاً يُري
كَ المُستجارَ المُستَجيرا
Whether disputing my sins
Or forgiving my excuses
فيما يُنازعُني عَذو
لاً أو يُسامِحُني عَذيرا
Do you see the signs of my tribulations
Other than cycles that come and go
أتَرى بَوادِرَ فِتنَتي
فيما تَرى إلا بُدورا
If He willed He could have shortened
My lengthy agonies
لو شاءَ لاختَصرَ الغَرا
مَ بِها من اختَصر الخُصورا
And though I wore the garb of my soul
As owner or borrower
ولقد لَبستُ ثيابَ نَف
سِكَ مالِكاً أو مُستَعيرا
And Satan appeared to me
To seduce me with deceitful charm
وتمثَّلَ الشيطانُ لي
ليغرَّني رَشأً غَريرا
I took it off and wore instead
The clothes of betrayal, clouds of misfortune
فخلعتُها ولبستُ ثَو
بَ الفتكِ سحابا جَرورا
Whatever you wish, desist and
Seek forgiveness, you will find a Forgiving Lord
ما شئتَ فاقلِع عنه واس
تَغفِر تَجد ربّاً غَفورا
Unless you were of the group
Who betrayed though they witnessed al-Ghadir
ما لم يَكن من مَعشَرٍ
غَدروا وقد شهِدوا الغَديرا
And conspired among themselves
To install an unrightful leader
وتآمَروا ما بَينَهم
أن يَنصِبوا فيها أَميرا
With every harbouring chest
Filled with latent grudges
من كلِّ صدرٍ مُوغرٍ
ملأَت ضَغائِنُه الصدورا
Vying for dominion, installing
His hopes surreptitiously
مُترشِّحٌ للمُلكِ قد
نصبَت سَريرتُه السريرا
Inheriting it among themselves, not
Letting anyone else rule, not even briefly
وتَوارَثوها ليسَ تَخ
رُجُ عنهُمُ شِبراً قَصيرا
Until the riser of Ahmad's house stood up
To stir it into action
هَذا إلى أَن قامَ قا
ئِمُ آل أحمدَ مُستَثيرا
And took charge of Islam
Filling its darkness with light
وتَسلَّم الإسلامَ أق
تَمَ مُظلِماً فَكساهُ نُورا
As if he had torn down
The pillars propping up their graves
وكأنَّما مزقا بذا
لِك عن دَعائِمه قُبورا
Until Al-Hakim the supported
Stood up as its champion
حتَّى إذا ما الحاكِم ال
مَنصورُ قامَ لها نَصيرا
Revealing signs that found
No helpers other than his state
ظَهَرت دلائلُ لم تَجِد
من دونِ دَولَته ظَهيرا
O you who draws from his glories
To compose poetry and prose!
يا مُستَمداً من مَنا
قِبهِ يُسَطُّرُها سُطورا
Did you think the pens
Had what could exhaust the oceans?
هل كانَ عندكَ أنَّ في ال
أَقلامِ ما يُفني البُحورا