ألا يا مَشوقاً يمّمَ الرّبْعَ والمَغْنى
هنيئاً فوجْهُ الحسْنِ حيّاكَ بالحسْنى
Oh you who yearns to visit this land and its beauty
Congratulations, for your beautiful face greets with beauty
عطفْت على سلمَى الرّكابَ مُسلّماً
فأهْدَتْ جَواباً رائقَ اللفظِ والمعْنَى
You turned towards my steps in submission
And gifted an elegant, eloquent response
ويا طالَما صدّت ولم تَثْنِ مَعطِفاً
ولذّتْ وقد جاذَبْتُها غُصُناً لَدْنا
Oh how you often turned away and did not bend a coat
Yet you delighted when I pulled you, a tender branch
وأمّا وقد لاحَ المحَيّا وحُسْنُهُ
فمِنْ طَلْعةٍ تُجْلَى ومنْ دوحَةٍ تُجْنى
As for when your radiant beauty appeared
From a rising moon and a blossoming meadow
وقِدْماً سرَيْنا بالرَّكائِب مَوْهِناً
ونجْمُ الدُّجى بالأفْقِ لمْ يعرِفِ الوَهْنا
We walked slowly with the mounts in the night
And the star of dusk did not know fatigue
تخوضُ بنا بحْرَ السّرابِ ظعائِنٌ
فللّه عيْنَا مَن رأى البحرَ والسُّفْنا
Imaginary mirages lead us into the sea of mirage
So blessed are the eyes that saw the sea and ships
ولم أنْسَ بالحَيِّ الحِلالِ وُقوفَها
وسُكّانُه المعْنَى فمالي وللمغْنَى
I have not forgotten her standing in the permitted quarter
Its people are meanings, so what do I want with poetry?
وهل شغَفي بالبانِ إلا لأنّه
بهِ شَبَهٌ ممّنْ كَلِفتُ بها معْنَى
My passion for description is only because
Through it I compare one who has inspired meaning in me
هيَ الظّبْيُ جيداً والقَضيبُ تأوُّداً
ثنَتْنيَ مِلْكاً دونَ شرْطٍ ولا اسْتِثْنا
She is a gazelle in form and a staff in intimacy
She captivated me without condition or exception
بنَيِّر مرْآها وحُسْنِ قوامِها
إذا ما تبدّتْ تُخْجِلُ البدْرَ والغُصْنا
The brightness of her mirror and beauty of her stature
When she appears, puts moons and branches to shame
فيا لَيْتَ منْها الطيْفُ قد زارَ في الدُجى
ومن لي بهِ والسُّهْدُ قد ألِفَ الجَفْنا
Oh if only her phantom would visit me in the darkness of night
For who can I hope when sleep has befriended my eyelids?
أطارَ فؤادي الشّوْقُ بعْدَ بِعادِها
فلمْ يتخِذْ في الصّدْرِ وكْراً ولا وَكْنا
Yearning flew away with my heart after she left
It did not make in my chest a den or abode
عجِبْتُ لها إذْ أتْلَفَتْهُ ببُعْدِها
وما اتخذَتْ لمّا نأتْ غيرَهُ سُكْنى
I'm amazed it befriended her despite her distance
And did not take rest except when she came close
لقد عذَرَتْني ثمّ ضنَّتْ بوصْلِها
وأعْجَبُ شيءٍ عاذِرٌ بالمُنَى ضَنّا
She excused me then was stingy to unite
The most amazing thing is one who excuses yet is stingy when fate comes
وقد رجمَ الواشي ظنوناً كَواذباً
فمنْ عاذِرٍ قدْ ضنّ أو عاذلٍ ظنّا
The slanderer has cast doubts and lies
So who excuses yet is stingy or who doubts yet accuses?
وأبْدَعُ شيءٍ طائرُ الدوحِ صادِحاً
يُذكِّرُ بالمغْنى ويُبْدِعُ إن غَنّى
The most unique thing is the ring dove calling loudly
Reminding of the beauty and excelling if it sings
أذِنْتُ لهُ والسمعُ بابٌ لسَجْعِهِ
فثابَ ولمْ يعرِفْ حِجاباً ولا إذْنا
I listened to it and hearing is a gateway to its song
So it returned and did not know a veil or permission
وطوّق بالأنداءِ جيداً كأنّهُ
حَبَى يوسُفاً مَوْلايَ بالمَدْحِ فاسْتَغْنى
It circled with odes as if
It wove Joseph with praise so was self-sufficient
هوَ الملِكُ الأعْلى هو النّاصِرُ الذي
مَعالِي عَوالِيهِ مؤسّسةُ المَبْنى
He is the Highest King, the Victorious Supporter
Whose lofty glories established the foundation
فحَسْبُ ملوكِ الغربِ والشّرقِ أنّهُ
يُؤمّلُه الأقْصى من الخلْقِ والأدْنى
It is enough for east and west kings that He
Hopes for their safety, both far and near
إذا ما تبدّى البدْرُ نُوراً ورِفْعَةً
أرى قدْرَهُ أسْمى وطلعتَهُ أسْنى
When the full moon rises with light and loftiness
I see its value highest and its rising most sublime
تُيَسِّرُ يُسْراهُ لسائِلهِ المُنى
وتَبْسُط يُمْناهُ لآمِلِه الأمْنا
It makes easy the ease for the asker of purpose
And extends its favors for the hopeful of safety
فيُرْدي أعادِيهِ ويُحْيِي عُفاتَهُ
بمَكْرُمَةٍ قدْ سَنّ أو غارَةٍ شنّا
So it defeats its enemies and revives its chastity
With either a generous act or a waged war
حَباني بالآمالِ والمالِ رِفْدُهُ
فأغْنَى وعنْ تسْآل مَنْ دونَهُ أغْنى
Its support enriches me with hopes and wealth
So I am self-sufficient and need not ask others for meaning
مدائِحُهُ كانتْ وسائِلَ للغِنى
فللّهِ ما أغْنى وللهِ ما أعْنَى
My praises of it were means to become rich
So praise belongs to Allah for what enriches me and sustains me
أمَولايَ قد بلّغْتَني كُلَّ مطْلَبٍ
بِفَيْضِ نوالٍ جَوْدُهُ يُخْجِلُ المُزْنا
My Master, you have given me all that I sought
With abundant bestowal whose generosity shames misers
ولمْ لا وقد وافتْ علامَتُك التي
لها الحُسْنُ في شفعِ الزّيادةِ بالحُسْنى
Why not, when your sign which is marked with beauty
In adding to beauty, arrived to intercede?
وجُدتَ بما قد أمّلَ العبْدُ مُنعِماً
فشكراً بما أوْليْتَ من مقْصَدٍ أسْنى
You were generous in fulfilling the hopes of a servant
So thanks for what you bestowed of the best aims
وشرّفْتَ عبْداً قد أتاكَ مُسلِّماً
يَرى اليُمْنَ في تَقبيلِ راحَتِك اليُمْنى
And you ennobled a servant who came submitting
Seeing prosperity in kissing your right hand
نوالكَ كافٍ كافِلٌ كلَّ سائِلٍ
لهُ في الورى معْنىً تَناسَوْا بهِ مَعْنا
Your bestowal suffices, securing every asker
To whom meanings in life are forgotten with neglect
يميناً بمنْ حثّ الرّكائِبَ في مِنىً
ومنْ حجّ بيت اللهِ والحجْرَ والرُّكْنا
A blessing upon the one who hurried his Mount at Mina
And the one who performed Pilgrimage of God's House, the Stone and the Corner
ومنْ قد سَرى ليْلاً لتكْليمِ رَبِّهِ
إلى أن تدَلّى قابَ قوسيْن أو أدْنى
And the one who journeyed by night to speak privately to His Lord
Until he hung two bow lengths or closer
لما ساجَل البَدْرُ المُنيرُ ولا الحَيا
يَلوحُ ويَهْمي منكَ حُسْناً ولا مَنّا
Neither the brilliant full moon nor life
Radiate or bestow from you beauty or bounty
ودونكَها بالحمدِ راقَ جمالُها
وبالمَدْحِ فاقتْ كُلَّ غانِيةٍ حَسْنا
And through praise her beauty surpassed
Every lovely singer in beauty
فأثنى عليْكَ العَبْدُ بَدْءاً وعوْدَةً
إلى أن ثَنى صرْفَ الزّمانِ بما أثْنى
So the servant praised you again and again
To where time turned with what he praised