لاحَ وَعقدُ اللَّيلِ مَسلوبُ
بَرق بِنارِ الشَّوقِ مَشبوبُ
The night's bonds loosened, and lightning sparked with a flame of yearning
The horse asked not about the neighbor as he raced to pasture
طَوى الفَلا يَسألُ عَن حاجِرٍ
وَهوَ إِلى رامَة مَجلوبُ
Intoxicated wandering for the camel in its folds
And warning thunder and rain to drive off the lingering cloud
ضَلالَةً لِلبانِ في طَيِّها
سُكرٌ وَلِلقِمريِّ تَطريبُ
My lids I bound in vigil, so tear-drenched were they
I asked the lightning about you, and on it a line was writ
وَعارِضٍ يَجمَعُ نُدّادَهُ
زَجرٌ مِنَ الرَّعدِ وَتَرهيبُ
Would that it had shown more than the valley concealed
Or would that I forgot to remember you, for it is torment and pain
عَقَدتُ أَجفاني بِهدّابِهِ
فَهوَ بِماء الدَّمعِ مَقطوبُ
A blamer feigned sympathy with me, and some reproach was his advice
He thought my love for you a passing folly, though it was proper
أَسأَلُهُ عَنكُم وَفي بَرقِهِ
سَطرٌ مِنَ الأَخبارِ مَكتوبُ
Why speak of the like unless your explanation is rebuke?
My two friends, turn back! For ahead are strange wonders
فَلَيتَهُ أَظهَرَ مِن جَوشَنٍ
ما كَتَمَت تِلكَ الأَهاضيبُ
And tell me where the dawn sun lies, for the hue of morning is perplexing
Oh how I suffer estrangement, which sent the Arabs roaming to Rome
أَو لَيتَني أَذهَلُ عِن ذِكرِكُم
فَإِنَّهُ هَمٌّ وَتَعذيبُ
Fate led me to it, and who fights fate is vanquished
Will you two then fault a tribe whose fires blaze in the air?
وَلائم يُظهِرُ إِشفاقَهُ
عِندي وَبَعضُ النُّصحِ تَثريبُ
None but the searchers know their traces in the wilderness
Perhaps it is the fires of the Malhama clan, that destroy all around
ظَنَّ غَرامي بِكُم صَبوَة
وَهوَ مِنَ الآدابِ مَحسوبُ
And if their kin have gone, their hospitality falls on the foreign guest
A people we recalled, though the wind with none but them conversed
ما لَكَ لا حَدَّثتَ عَن مِثلِها
إِلَّا وَتَعليلُكَ تَأنيبُ
Our fondness caused the winds and stars delight
Parties from 'Amir they gathered, and pitched a tent at Al-Jawza
يا صَاحِبَي رَحلي أَعِيدا أَما
نِيَّ فَفي الغَيبِ أَعاجيبُ
When asked, their virtue was ready, and elegant their manner
Eloquence shone before the dew, and good cheer was as beloved as beauty
وَخَبِّراني أَينَ شَمسُ الضُّحى
فَإِنَّ لَونَ الصُّبحِ غِربيبُ
The fire of battle wondered at the flames of their hands, yet they are gentle
Forgetting the past, they inclined to Malik
وا أَسَفي مِن غُربَةٍ طَوَّحَت
فيها إِلى الرُّومِ الأَعارِيبُ
And a secret in him was unveiled, once concealed
He is a spear aloft, far from the reach of spears
قادَني الدَّهرُ إِلَيها وَمَن
يُحارِبُ الأَقدارَ مَغلوبُ
And after him the channels flowed straight
His thoughts reveal the unseen, while people's minds only grope
فَهَل تَشيمانِ عَلى راهِطٍ
ناراً لَها في الجَوِّ ألهُوبُ
Crises of time are in his palm, and fate's torrents made calm
His perfection spares you listing his faults
دونَ سَناها كُلُّ مَجهُولَةٍ
تَعرِفُها الجُردُ السَّراحِيبُ
And any advice to shun him is avoidance
He has a station beyond comprehension
لَعَلَّها نارُ بَني مَلهَم
تُعقَرُ في أَرجائِها النِّيبُ
For gray hairs, guidance and correction
It rose with him and so after him
إِن خَلَت في المَحْلِ أَخلافُها
دَرَّت عَلى الضَّيفِ العَراقيبُ
In the horizon it still rises and sets
As honored as a house with a sanctuary
قَومٌ ذَكَرناهُم وَمِن دونِهِم
لِلرِّيحِ إِسآدٌ وَتَأوِيبُ
Oh son of Ali, how did dew become obligatory upon you, rather than voluntary?
Before you the people strayed from its path
فَرَنَّحَتنا لَهُم نَشوَة
يَطرَبُ مِنها الرَّاحُ وَالكُوبُ
And few pursued what was sought
After you, none were guided but by your minarets
ذَوائِبُ مِن عامِرٍ ضَمَّها
بَيتٌ عَلى الجَوزاءِ مَضروبُ
The people of Sham were unharmed though rain abandoned them, for your goodness flowed
How many meadows you have in their valleys
لَهُم إِذا أَمَّهُم سائِلٌ
فَنٌّ مِنَ الجودِ وَأسلوبُ
That the scent of musk reaches its guards
You are no slender-waisted woman, Muzna, strutting among them
طَلاقَةٌ تُشرِقُ قَبلَ النَّدى
وَالبِشرُ مِثلُ الحُسنِ مَحبوبُ
With trailing robes dragging behind
Rather, one related to the victorious King made it flourish
تَعجَبُ مِن إِسعارِ أَيديهِمُ
نارُ الوَغى وَهيَ شآبيتُ
His hands gave generously when life was miserly and bounty withheld
O best of those whose light the mounts of misfortune climbed
لانوا وَفيهِم لِلعِدى قَسوَة
وَالغَيثُ مَرجُوٌ وَمَرهوبُ
I heeded your charity, though friends failed with distance
So my love of you remains though spears ignited it
تَناسَوا قَبلَ إِلى مالِكِ
وَبانَ سِرٌّ فيهِ مَحجوبُ
And the ardor of a doe, all reproach above me
My age kept me from you, though it brought me close in quest
فَهوَ سِنان طالَ عَن رُمحِهِ
وَاعتَدَلَت بَعدُ الأَنابِيبُ
I found a land whose lightning glittered, guarded by a wolf
Without me, it is but ruins where an owl hoots
أَبلَجُ تُبدي الغَيبَ أَفكارُهُ
وَكُلُّ رأي النَّاسِ تَجريبُ
Can my hopes, if fulfilled in thought, order and arrange?
Will you believe me if gain is false, and lies cheat?
أَزِمَّةُ الأَيام في كَفِّهِ
وَجامِحُ الأَقدارِ مَجنوبُ
For after prolonged sorrow, Joseph healed Jacob's agony
كَمالُهُ يُغنيكَ عَن عَدِّ ما
فيهِ وَكُلُّ النُصحِ تَجنيبُ
لَهُ مَحَلٌّ دونَ إِدراكِهِ
لِلشُّهبِ تَصعيدٌ وَتَصويبُ
أَوفى عَلَيها فَلَها بَعدَهُ
في الأُفقِ تَشريقٌ وَتَغريبُ
تَشرُفُ إِن قابَلَها مِثلَما
تَشرُفُ بِالبَيتِ المَحاريبُ
يا ابنَ عَلِيَّ كَيفَ صارَ النَّدى
عَلَيكَ فَرضاً وَهوَ مَندوبُ
قَبلَكَ ضَلَّ النَّاسُ عَن نَهجِهِ
وَعَزَّ شَأوٌ فيهِ مَطلوبُ
فَما هَدى بَعدَكَ قُصَّادَهُ
إِلَّا مَنارٌ لَكَ مَنصوبُ
ما ضَرَّ أَهلَ الشَّامِ أَن يُخلِفَ
الغَيثُ وَإِحسانُكَ مَسكوبُ
كَم لَكَ في واديهِمُ رَوضَةً
نَمَّ إِلى رائِدِها الطِّيبُ
ما أَنتِ يا مُزنَةُ خَطّارَة
فيها وَلا ذَيلُكِ مَسحُوبُ
وَإِنَّما رَوَّضَها عارِض
إِلى نَصيرِ المُلكِ مَنسوبُ
جادَت يَداهُ حينَ ضَنَّ الحَيا
وَالخَيرُ مَمنوعٌ وَمَوهوبُ
يا خَيرَ مَن نُصَّت إِلى نارِهِ
ضَوامِرُ البُزلِ المَصاعِيبُ
رَعَيتُ إِحسانَكَ عِندي وَقَد
خانَ مَع البُعدِ الأَصاحِيبُ
فَلي غَرامٌ بِكَ ما أَضرَمَت
زِنادَهُ البِيضُ الرَّعابِيبُ
وَصَبوَة نَحوَكَ عُذرِيَّةٌ
فَكُلُّ مَدحي فيكَ تَشبيبُ
أَبعَدَني مِنكَ زَمان لَهُ
في طَلَبي وَخدٌ وَتَقرِيبُ
وَأَلفُ دارٍ بَرقُها لامِعُ
الآلِ وَراعي سَرحِها الذِّيبُ
ما هِيَ مِن بَعدِيَ إِلَّا كَما
أَقفَرَ في الأَطلالِ مَلحوبُ
فَهَل أَمانِيَّ إِذا راضَها
في الفِكرِ تَقديرٌ وَتَرتيبُ
تَصدُقني فيكَ إِذا ما
المُنى خِداعٌ وَأَكاذِيبُ
فَقَد شَفى الغُلَّةَ مِن يوسُفٍ
بَعدَ طَويلِ الحُزنِ يَعقوبُ