يا مَن تَرَفَّعَ لِلدُنيا وَزينَتِها
لَيسَ التَرَفُّعُ رَفعَ الطينِ بِالطينِ
O you who rise above this world and all its adornment,
True elevation is not clay raising clay.
إِذا أَرَدتَ شَريفَ القَومِ كُلّهم
فَاِنظُر إِلى ملكٍ في زِيِّ مِسكينِ
If you wish to see the noblest of all the people,
Then look upon a king dressed in a pauper’s garb.
لا تَخضَعَنَّ لِمَخلوقٍ عَلى طَمَع
فَإِنَّ ذَلِكَ وَهنٌ مِنكَ في الدينِ
Never abase yourself before a created being in hope of gain,
For that is a weakness in you, a weakness in faith.
وَاِسترزق اللَه مِمّا في خَزائِنِه
فَإِنَّ ذاكَ بَينَ الكافِ وَالنونِ
Ask God for provision from the treasures He possesses,
For it lies between the kāf and the nūn.
أَلا تَرى كُلَّ مَن تَرجو وَتَأملُه
مِنَ البَرِيَّةِ مسكينَ اِبنَ مِسكينِ
Do you not see that everyone you hope in and look to,
Among all creation, is a pauper, the son of a pauper?
أَرى أُناساً بِأَدنى الدينِ قَد قَنِعوا
وَلا أَراهُمُ رَضوا في العَيشِ بِالدونِ
I see people content with the barest measure of religion,
Yet I do not see them content with anything lowly in worldly life.
فَاِستَغنِ بِالدينِ عَن دُنيا المُلوكِ كَما
اِستَغنى المُلوكُ بِدُنياهُم عَن الدينِ
So let faith free you from the worldly realm of kings, just as
Kings let their worldly realm free them from religion.
لَولا شَماتَةُ أَعداءٍ ذَوي حَسَدٍ
وَإِن أَتاكَ بِنَقص مَن يُرَجّيني
Were it not for the gloating of enemies possessed by envy,
And for one who hopes in me coming to you in need,
فَما خَطَبتُ إِلى الدُنيا مَطالِبَها
وَلا بَذَلتُ لَها عِرضي وَلا ديني
I would never have courted the world for the prizes it offers,
Nor spent my honor upon it, nor my faith.
لَكِن مُنافَسَة الأَكفاءِ تَحمِلُني
عَلى أُمور أَراها سَوفَ تُرديني
But rivalry with my peers drives me
Toward undertakings that I can see will destroy me.
وَقَد حَسِبتُ بِأَن أَبقى بِمَنزِلَةٍ
لا دينَ عِندي وَلا دُنيا تُواتيني
And I had thought I might remain in a state
Where I have neither religion nor a worldly fortune that favors me.
Sol 5.6