مُقلةٌ لَم تَذُقْ مِنَ الهَجر غمضا
وفؤادٌ قد عضّه السُقمُ عَضّا
A beloved who has not tasted the bitterness of separation,
While my heart is afflicted with illness and pain.
كَيفَ يَشفى مِنَ الجروحِ فُؤادي
وسِهامُ اللِّحاظِ سَيفٌ وَأَمضى
How can my heart heal from such wounds,
When the glances of her eyes are swords that pierce deeply?
عَجَبي مِن جُفونِها وَهيَ كَسْرى
كَيفَ تَقوى بِنَصرِها وَهيَ مَرضى
I'm amazed at her eyelids, though frail,
How can they gain strength when she is sick?
كَيفَ أَسلو الهوَى وَمِنهُ وُجودي
فَأَطرَحُ العَذلَ عَنكَ وَأَرفضهُ رَفضا
How can I forget passion when my existence depends on it?
So I will cast off blame from you and reject it completely.
وَحَبيبٌ أَرادَ تَقطيعَ قَلبي
قُلتُ دَعْهُ وَاِستَبدِلَنْ عَنهُ عَرضا
A lover who wanted to shred my heart,
I said leave it be, and replace it with something else.
فَأَبى أَن يَبيعَه ثُمَّ نادى
أَنا مَقصودي قرضَه مِنكَ قَرضا
But he refused to sell it, then called out,
"My intention is to take it from you piece by piece!"
مُذْ تَبَدّى كَالشَّمسِ في الحُسنِ خلّى
بَعضَ أَهلِ الهَوى يُقاتِلُ بَعضا
Since he appeared beautiful like the rising sun, he left
Some lovers fighting with each other.
مِنهُمو مَن غَدا جَريحاً وَمِنهم
غَيرَ حيٍّ وَالبَعضُ قَد رُضَّ رضّا
Among them are those who became wounded, and those
Who died, while some were left satisfied.
قَد جَفاني مِن غَيرِ ذَنْبٍ وَلَكِن
هوَ سُلطانٌ كُلَّما شاءَ أَمضى
He abandoned me without any fault, but
He is the ruler, whatever he desires, he executes.
لَهْفَ قَلبي عَلى زَمانِ وِصالٍ
يا رَعاهُ الإِلهُ وَقتاً تقضّى
My heart yearns for the days of union,
Oh shepherd of God, may such days return!
كُنتُ لا أَرضى أَن أَكونَ سَماءً
فيهِ وَاليوم خِلتَني صِرْت أَرضا
I would not be satisfied to be the heavens,
In which he is, and today he left me to become the earth.
وَأُراني اِنحَطَطت عَن رَفْعِ قَدري
حينَ وَلّى الزَّمانُ عَنِّي وَأَغضى
He showed me my prestige has diminished,
When time turned away from me and abandoned me.
غَيرَ أَن شَرُفت حينَ اِمتِداحي
مِن مَديحي لِنفلِه صارَ فَرضا
Except I was ennobled when he praised me,
And his praise of me became an obligation.
لَوذَعِيُّ الزّمانِ عِزُّ المَعالي
أَلمَعِيُّ الشآمِ طولاً وَعَرضا
The mighty lion of time, the glory of grandeur,
The shining moon of Syria in length and width.
عابِدُ الرَّحمنِ الإمامُ الَّذي قَد
قَبَضت كَفُّه المَعارفَ قَبضا
The worshipper of the Merciful, the Imam who
Took knowledge in his grasp completely.
رُكنُ عزٍّ بِهِ جدارُ المَعالي
قَد تَقوّى لَو لَم يَكُن لاِنفَضّا
A pillar of honour, with him the walls of glory,
Have been strengthened, even if there is no support.
الجَوادُ السَّبوقُ مَن لا تجاري
ه كِرامُ الجيادِ عَدْواً وَرَكضا
The generous, the foremost, none can compete with him,
The generosity of steeds race him in running.
مَن غَدا رَأسُ مالِهِ حُسن فِعلٍ
فَبَدا مِنهُ رِبحُه حين نضّا
The one whose capital was good deeds,
So his profits appeared when it prospered.
نَجلُ شَيخي وَسيّدي الكزبريّ ال
مُتسامي النّقيّ أَصلاً وعرضا
The son of my master and chief Al-Kazbari
Sublime, pure in origin and honour.
حازَ حِلماً وَهِمّةً وَطِباعاً
خُلِقَت مِن أَصلِ اللّطافَة مَحضا
He gained wisdom, ambition and manners
Created from the essence of grace completely.
هَل لَهُ مِن مُناظرٍ مُستَطيعٍ
لِلّذي أَبرَمته كَفَّاهُ نَقضا
Does he have any equal capable
Of undoing what his hands have tied firmly?
حاشَ للَّهِ ما عَلِمنا وَلَكِن
فَضلُ رَبّي لِمن يَشاءُ ويرضَى
Far be it from Allah! We do not know, but
My Lord's bounty is for whom He wills and is pleased with.
دامَ تُتلى آياتُ مَدحي عَلَيهِ
حسَناً نظمُها وتُعرَض عرضا
As long as the verses praising him are recited,
Eloquent in composition and ample in presentation,
وَعَلَيها لا زالَ يُقبلُ فَضلاً
غَيرَ طاوٍ مِن منِّه الكَشحَ غضّا
And as long as he continues to accept virtue upon them,
Without tiring of bestowing gifts or withholding.
ما رَقى مَدحهُ نَحوَ المَعالي
بِاِبنِ فَتحِ اللَّهِ المُهيمِنِ أَفضى
His praise did not rise to the heights of glory,
Except through the son of Fathallah, the All-Powerful.
وَتَبدَّت بِمَدحِهِ تَتَداوى
مُقلةٌ لَم تذق مِنَ الهَجرِ غَمضا
And through his praise they appeared cured,
A beloved who had not tasted the bitterness of separation.
