كلُّ اِنتظامٍ آيلٌ لاِنصرام

ما هذهِ الدنيا بدارِ المُقام

Every order tends towards disorder

This world is no place for staying

نَحنُ بِها سفرٌ وأيّامُنا

مَراحلُ غايتهنَّ الحِمام

We are but travelers, and our days

Are stages, their goal departing

لا ملكٌ يَبقى ولا سوقةٌ

للّه مَولانا البقا وَالدَوام

No king remains, nor any leader

To God belongs all permanence

طاعَتهُ جلّ لأهلِ النّهى

مِن هذهِ الحياةِ أَسنى اِغتِنام

Obedience to Him is best for those

Whom pleasures tempt to moral straying

يا فَوزَ مَن أُلبسَ جِلبابها

وَجرّ مِنه الذيلَ يومَ الزّحام

Happy he who shall wear its robe

And trail its hem on Judgment Day

كَمَن غَدا يُسقى هُنا قبرهُ

مِن وابلِ الرحمةِ صوبَ الغَمام

As one whose grave is watered here

By mercy's rain from clouds arrayed

حفيدُ سادةٍ ملوكٍ لهم

مَآثر بينَ الوَرى لا تُرام

Grandson of leading kings whose fame

For feats of arms cannot decay

كانَ على رِفعتهِ خافضاً

جَناحهُ لِلصالحينَ الكرام

Though raised so high, he bowed his wings

To saints and sages on his way

مُعظّماً آلَ نبيّ الهدى

فيهِ لَهم وَذوي الفضلِ اِحترام

Revering the Prophet's family,

Paying respect to all men of grace

مُنتَسباً لِلشاذليّ الّذي

مِن بيتهِ القطبُ ليومِ القِيام

Aligned with Shadhili, whose line

Gave saints from first to final day

أَحسّ بِالداعي لدارِ البقا

فَقالَ يا بُشرايَ هذا المَرام

Feeling the call to God's abode

He answered: Here I stand and pray

وَفاه بالتوحيدِ مُستَيقِناً

بِأنّه مِفتاحُ دارِ السلام

With pure attestment of God's oneness

The key to gardens where angels play

لَمّا رَأى ما قَد أعدّ له

مَولاهُ عزّ مِن أيادٍ جِسام

Seeing what his Master had prepared

Of mighty gifts along his way

أَحبّ لُقياهُ فتاريخهُ

محمّدٌ أحبّ فوزَ الخِتام

He loved to meet Him, so his date

Reads: Muhammad loved the call to stay