عَفا يافِعٌ مِن أَهلِهِ فَطَلوبُ
وأَقفَرَ لو كانَ الفؤادُ يثوبُ
Yāfiʿ lies effaced, emptied of its people—and Ṭalūb as well.
Desolate too—if only the heart would return to itself.
وَقَفتُ بِها من بَعدِ ما حَلَّ أَهلُها
نَصيبينَ والراقي الدُموعَ طبيبُ
I stood there after its people had settled
at Nisibin; and one who would charm away tears is a healer.
وقد لاحَ معروفُ القَتيرِ وَقَد بَدت
بِكَ اليومَ من رَيبِ الزَمانِ نُدوبُ
The telltale gray has appeared, and now there show
upon you today scars dealt by the vicissitudes of time.
وَسالَمتُ رَوحاتِ المطيِّ وأحمدَت
مناسِمُ منها تَشتكي وَصُلوبُ
I have made peace with the mounts’ evening marches; glad of it are
the hooves and backs that complain of them.
وما القلبُ أمٌ ما ذِكرُهُ أُمَّ صِبيَةٍ
أَريكةً مِنها مَسكَنٌ فهروبُ
What ails the heart? What made it remember a mother of children—
Arīka—one of whose dwellings is Harūb?
حَصانُ الحُميّا حُرَّةٌ حالَ دونَها
حَليلٌ لَها شاكي السِلاحِ غضوبُ
Chaste and high-spirited, a freeborn woman; barring the way to her is
her husband, bristling with weapons and quick to wrath.
شَموسٌ دُنُوُّ الفَرقَديَنِ اِقترابُها
لِغَيِّ مقاريفِ الرِجالِ سَبوبُ
Aloof—approaching her is like my drawing near the two Farqad stars;
for the folly of men prone to scandal, approaching her brings reproach.
أَحَقّاً عبادَ اللَهِ أن لَستُ ناظِراً
إلى وَجهِها إلّا عَلَيَّ رقيبُ
Is it truly so, servants of God, that I cannot look
upon her face without a watcher over me?
عَدتني العِدا عنها بُعَيدَ تَساعُفٍ
وما أَرتجي مِنها إِلَيَّ قَريبُ
My foes kept me from her shortly after mutual favor,
yet what I hope for from her remains close at hand.
لقد أحسَنت جُملٌ لو أنَّ تَبيعَها
إذا ما أرادَت أن نُثيبَ يَثيبُ
Juml has treated me well—if only her attendant,
whenever she wanted us to return, would return.
تَصُدّينَ حتى يَذهَبَ اليأسُ بالمنى
وحتى تَكادَ النَفسُ عَنكِ تَطيبُ
You turn away until despair carries off every hope,
until the soul nearly grows content to relinquish you.
وأَنتِ المُنى لو كُنتِ تَستَانِفينَنا
بخيرٍ ولكن مُعتَفاكِ جَديبُ
Yet you are every hope, if only you would receive us afresh
with kindness—but the bounty sought from you is barren.
أَيؤكَلُ مالي واِبنُ مَروانَ شاهِدٌ
وَلَم يَقضِ لي واِبنُ الحُسامِ قَريبُ
Those few are my wealth, and Ibn Marwān is witness;
yet he did not rule in my favor, though Ibn al-Ḥusām was near.
فتىً مَحضُ أطرافِ العُروق مُساورٌ
جبالَ العُلا طلقُ اليَدينِ وَهوبُ
A youth of pure mettle, reaching every bound of beneficence, storming
the mountains of glory, open-handed and lavish in gifts.
Sol 5.6