ومازلتُ استَرعي لكَ الله غائباً

وأظهرُ اشفاقاً عليكَ وأكتمُ

I still implore God for you though absent,

And show compassion for you while hiding it,

وأعلمُ أن الجودَ ما غبتَ غائبٌ

وأن الندى في حيث كنت مخيّمُ

And I know generosity has not been absent with your absence,

And that blessings are wherever you camped.

الى أن زجرتُ الطيرَ سعداً سوانحاً

وحُمَّ لقاءٌ بالسعُودِ ومقدَمُ

Until I chided the birds, greeting you cheerfully,

And a meeting with joy and welcome was craved.

وظلَّ يُناجِيني بمدحِكَ خاطِرٌ

وليلي ممدودُ الرواتينِ أدهَمُ

And my heart kept whispering, praising you,

While my night, long and dark, continued.

وقالَ طواهُ الحجُّ فاخشع لِفَقدِهِ

ولا عيشَ حتى يستهل المحرَّمُ

It said performing Hajj made you humble, so mourn his absence,

And there is no life until the sacred months return.

سيفخَرُ ما ضمَّ الحطيم وزَمزَمٌ

بمطّلبٍ لو أنه يتكلَّمُ

Whatever the ruins of Hajj embraced will boast,

As well as Zamzam, if only it could speak, of a Mudar like you, if only it could speak!

وما خُلِقَت إلا من الجُودِ كفُّهُ

على أنها والبأس خشدنانِ تَوأمُ

Created only from generosity was his palm,

Though it and valor were twins.

أعدتَ الى أكنافِ بهجةً

خُزاعيّة كانَت تُجلُّ وتُعظَمُ

You brought back to the bosoms of joy

A Khuza'i woman who was esteemed and exalted,

ليالي سُمّارِ الحُجُونِ الى الصفا

خُزاعَةُ اذ خَلّت لها البيتُ جُرهَمُ

The nights of pilgrims heading towards Safa,

When Khuza'ah had the house to themselves, devoid of others.

ولو نَطَقَت بَطحاؤها وحَجُونُها

وخِيفُ منى والمأزِمانِ وزَمزَمُ

If only their camel-litters, tents and Khyf of Mina spoke,

As well as Mazmama, Zamzam and the two Jamarats!

إذن لدَعَت أجزاء جسمِكَ كلّها

تِنافِسُ في اقسامِه لو تُحَكّمُ

They would then call every part of your body

To compete over his divisions, if they could arbitrate.

ولو رُدَّ مَخلوقٌ الى بِدءِ خَلقِهِ

اذن كنت جسماً بينَهُنّ تُقَسَّمُ

If a creature was returned to its beginning of creation,

Then you would be a body divided among them.

سما بكَ منها كلّ خِيفٍ فأبطحِ

غابكَ منهُ الجوهرُ المُتقَدّمُ

Every Khyf there took an oath by you, so the most pious one—

The essence proceeded you—was absent from it.

وحَنَّ اليكَ الركنُ حتى كأنّه

وقد جئته خلُّ عليكَ مُسَلِّمُ

The Corner longed for you until it was as though

It came to you in complete submission.