Sol 6

  1. She gave rest to a heart that longed for her.

    On the morning she paid what love owed.

  2. She greeted you with blossoms on the horizon of veils,

    With fresh flowers and a lovely garden.

  3. Adornments from which the gaze returns weary,

    Yet she left no chance for a phantom to visit by night.

  4. She left the flock trembling,

    And left the heart still longing.

  5. My heart wanders in remembrance of her,

    And its passion keeps it from waking.

  6. Arrows were aimed at it in sorrow,

    And it was found no more recovered from them.

  7. O my eye, you gave my heart anguish.

    Together you have wronged me in love; now taste it.

  8. This ailing heart pours forth tears,

    And these tears feed the fire.

  9. Why did she forbid her rain to fall,

    Yet not prevent her dwelling place from stirring longing?

  10. She would grant me only love and yearning,

    A slender body and a fluttering heart.

  11. And an eye that shunned seas of tears,

    While its pupil remained drowned in them.

  12. What steed, on that reddened expanse,

    Could become a swift racer across its breadth?

  13. It asks about the one who dwelt at al-Aqiq,

    While its pupil remained drowned in it.

  14. And what hearts fell when they fell,

    Light with longing and flying with their beating?

  15. She frightened his enemies, while she made

    His domain secure and stitched up its breaches.

  16. An imam whose radiance, when it appears,

    Makes every king seem thunderstruck before him.

  17. Among people he has marks of justice

    That grieve the enemy and please the friend.

  18. His achievements reach a distant height;

    Who among them can hope to catch him?

  19. His praises bear signs of truth

    That expose falsehood, already bound to perish.

  20. His noble deeds tell of generosity;

    They spread justice and relieve distress.

  21. His acts are noble, and his companionship

    Would please Ali or Atiq.

  22. His lineage traces to the supporters of the faith of guidance;

    What an ancient lineage in high distinction!

  23. Branches flourished from noble roots,

    Well placed and rising tall.

  24. He surpassed the earlier kings in eminence;

    It is no wonder that he surpasses them.

  25. How could it be, when he has always been

    A true twin to lofty gifts and noble giving?

  26. He bore the burdens of fidelity

    That no king but he could bear.

  27. God has drawn from his resolve

    A keen sword to defend the faith.

  28. Victory was written as his intimate companion,

    And glory was made his constant friend.

  29. He became a secure refuge for the faith,

    A strong pillar and a firm foundation.

  30. He draws swords and shoots arrowheads

    That send forth stars and flash like lightning.

  31. A neighing horse sang amid the grove of spears;

    Its finery shows you a noble steed.

  32. It takes the enemy's blood for wine,

    And drinks it well at morning or evening.

  33. For this he prepared sound judgment,

    Firm prudence and resolve swift to act.

  34. Victory sharpened his sword's edge,

    And glory set his arrow's notch true.

  35. O you of Joseph-like beauty and qualities,

    Noble in deed and truthful in speech:

  36. Suffering is unjust to one who is

    Forbearing, generous, merciful, and kind.

  37. We used to watch the full moon in darkness

    And see in it a gleam of guidance.

  38. We used to behold the morning sun

    Beautiful to see and bringing light.

  39. Then our solace became hopes

    And long prayers, one after another.

  40. Whenever we cast a glance, it vanished;

    Whenever we tried to hold back tears, they spilled.

  41. O gaze that once knew freshness,

    Yet found no leafy branch in the garden!

  42. O horizon that had so often shone,

    Whose meteors could no longer gleam!

  43. Until the one who restores the stumbling

    And saves the drowning came with kindness.

  44. He granted relief to the lord of humankind,

    Who rose again, pouring out his gifts.

  45. The pain that had struck

    His exalted person withdrew far away.

  46. And time came extending

    A hand of apology, with goodwill and no defiance.

  47. Time had sinned, but forbearance

    Refused to begrudge it forgiveness.

  48. O relief that arrived with joy

    And passed its nectar among the people!

  49. Joy to us and to the faith of guidance:

    A healing that truly fulfilled our hopes.

  50. Your enemies give vent to sighs

    And let their gasps be heard.

  51. They turned away from the trace of justice;

    Its outline appeared erased, as they wished.

  52. Their evil scheming overtook them when

    They became its people and chose its consequences.

  53. The sword scattered their assembled ranks,

    And generous gifts brought their scattered people together.

  54. My lord, accept this poem: it lends the stars

    Radiance, and lends the breezes fragrant perfume.

  55. It reveals praise of you as strung pearls

    And offers tribute to you as fragrant musk.

  56. Your virtues are bright stars that have appeared

    And shone like dawn on the horizon of eminence.

  57. When I try to describe their beauty,

    It binds my once fluent tongue.

  58. How often it brought me wandering rhymes,

    And I tamed their hardy camels and she-camels.

  59. It bound them after leading them;

    Welcome to it, whether driver or driven.

  60. May you live on, drawing the sword of resolve

    That spills the blood of enemies.

  61. May you continue to grant wishes to whoever

    Is worthy, in your eyes, of attaining high honors.

Sol 6