أَحَقّاً عَلَينا الدَهرُ دارَت دَوائِرُه
أَما أَنَّهُ لِلدينِ صارَت مَصائِرُه
Is fate really against us as its cycles turn?
Or is it that all meet their destiny in the end?
فَشَدَّ عَلى الإِسلامِ ذا اليَومَ ريبُهُ
بِخَطبٍ وَكانَت لا تُعَدُّ كَبائِرُه
On this day doubt assailed Islam
With dire tidings, though once deemed trifles.
إِلّا أَنَّهُ الدَهرَ المُصَرَّحُ بِاِسمِهِ
بِأَن لا فَتىً إِلّا غَدا وَهوَ داهِرُه
Yet it is fate whose name we proclaim
That no man lives who shall not taste decay.
بَواتِرُهُ فينا مُجَرَّدَةٌ وَما
بَواتِرُهُ وَاللَهُ إِلّا بَوائِرُ
Stripped now of all cover, its links
Are naught but harbinger of catastrophe.
لَها كُلَّ يَومٍ في البَرِيَّةِ فَتكَةً
تُناديكَ لا مُنجاةُ مِمّا تُحاذِرُه
Each day in the wilds it lies in wait
To cry 'No escape from what you fear!'
فَكَم مَلَكَ ضَخمٌ تَخطِفُهُ الرَدى
قَساوِرُهُ مِن حَولِهِ وَأُساوِرُه
How many a massive angel has it snatched
Bracelets and wristlets stripped from his side?
تَخَرَّمَ كِسرى كاسِراً حَدَّ بِطشِهِ
وَقَيصَرَ أَردى ما وَقَتهُ مَقاصِرُه
It broke Kisra, destroying his might,
And Caesar it felled, his guards of no avail.
وَما زالَ يُفنى كُلَّ عِزٍّ يَؤُمُّهُ
بِبَأسٍ وَيُلقى كُلِّ قِرنٍ يُساوِرُه
Still it destroys all prideful glory,
Every age's ornament brought to nothing.
هُوَ المَوتُ مِن ذا دافِعٍ مُبرَمِ القَضا
إِذا الواحِدِ القَهّارِ وافَت أَوامِرُه
It is death, none can bar its decree
When the One Omnipotent issues His command.
فَسُبحانَ مَن تَعنو الوُجهُ لِوَجهِهِ
وَلا حَيَّ إِلّا وَهوَ بِالمَوتِ قاهِرُه
So glory to Him alone all faces bow
None lives but by His will He lays them low.
دَعا اليَومَ مُحي الدينِ نَحوَ جَنابِهِ
يَقرُبُهُ مِن قُدسِهِ وَيُجاوِرُه
Today it called Muhiddin to its side
Drawing him near, to be His neighbor.
سَرى نَعيُهُ في كُلِّ حَيٍّ فَفي الوَرى
تَعازيهِ لَكِن في الجِنانِ بَشائِرُه
Though his passing fills every quarter with grief
In the Gardens his state is blissful and fair.
وَباتَت شُؤونُ الدينِ تَجري شُؤونُها
عَلى فَقدِهِ وَالفِقهُ تَدمى مَاجِرُه
Affairs of religion proceed on their course
Despite his loss, jurisprudence tears her dress.
وَكُلُّ اِمرِئٍ يَبكي عَلَيهِ دَماً
فَما عَواذِلُهُ في الحُزنِ إِلّا عَواذِرُه
All mourn him with tears of blood
Though their laments are but excuse for their distress.
لَعَمرُكَ ما لِلشَرقِ ذا اليضومَ اِقتَمَت
مَشارِقُهُ وَاليَومَ أَظلَمُ ناظِرُه
By his loss, the radiant East is made dark
Its horizons dimmed, its views obscured.
وَلِلدينِ وَجدٌ لَيسَ تَطفَأُ نارُهُ
وَلِلشَرعِ طَرفٌ لَيسَ يَقلَعُ ما طِرُه
Still the faith has burning coals remaining
And the law a thread still clings though it fray.
أَصابَ بَني الإِسلامِ خَطبَ عَرَمرَمٍ
بِذا اليَومَ فَالإِسلامُ تَبكى مَنابِرُه
An affliction has struck Islam's sons
On this day - her pulpits weep inconsolably.
فَطَبَّقَ آفاقَ البَرِيَّةِ ذِكرُهُ
وَسارَ بِهِ بادي الزَمانِ وَحاضِرُه
His mention has spread to all corners
Known to past and present, desert-dweller and city.
إِمامٌ بِأَفواهِ الجَميعِ عُلومُهُ
وَبَحرٌ بِأَعناقِ الجَميعِ جَواهِرُه
A sea whose treasures crowd every throat
An imam whose knowledge fills every mouth.
مُبارَكٌ خَلقُ طيبُ الذِكرِ عابِدٌ
مَهذَبُ طَبعٍ مُشرِقِ الوَجهِ سافِرُه
Blessed being of excellent repute, worshipper
Gentle natured, bright-faced, his probity plain.
بَقِيَّةَ ذاكَ السالِفِ الصالِحِ الَّذي
بِأَمثالِهِ الأَقطابِ جَلَت ذَخائِرُه
Remnant of past righteous ancestors
The like of whom made saints' wares abound.
قَد اِرتَفَعَت أَسرارُهُ وَتَطَهَّرَت
لَهُ سَيرَ غُرٌّ حَكَتها سَرائِرُه
His secrets rose and his soul purified
He had a sublime journey, though veiled to hearts.
وَأَصبَحَ في أَيّامِهِ عِلمَ الهُدى
تَعُمُّ البَرايا بِالضِياءِ مَنايِرُه
In his time the guiding knowledge
Spread its gleam, its lanterns shone everywhere.
تَداعَت بِيَومِ العِلمِ يَومَ وَفاتِهِ
وَخَرُ عِمادِ الفَضلِ وَاِنهَدَّ عامِرُه
The day his knowledge ended with his passing
Pillar of knowledge collapsed, its edifice fell.
وَراحَ عَلَيهِ الفِقهُ يَلطُمُ وَجهَهُ
إِذا اِنتَكَثَت مِمّا دَهاهُ مَرائِرُه
Jurisprudence tore its face in lament
As the intricacies he clarified faded away.
وَلَم أَدرِ أَنَّ الصَبرَ تَفَنّى دُروعُهُ
إِذا أَن قَضى وَالعَزمُ تَفري مَغافِرُه
I did not know resilience's armor could fail
When fate's decree comes, patience takes flight.
فَقَد فَرَغتُ مِن كُلِّ باكٍ دُموعِهِ
كَما نَزَفَت مِن كُلِّ راثٍ مَحابِرُه
I am done shedding the tears of every weeping eye
As all who grieve are exhausted of plaintive cries
تَرَحَّلَ عَن دارِ الفَناءِ إِلى الَّتي
بِها عَيشُهُ في الخُلدِ تَجري كَواثِرُه
He left the abode of evanescence for one
Where his life in eternity flows on forever.
فَقَد دَكَّ طَودُ باذِخِ المَجدِ شامِخٌ
وَغُيضَ بَحرُ زاعِبِ الفَيضِ زاخِرُه
The lofty mountain of splendid glory is humbled
The burgeoning sea of abundant grace retired.
وَأَغمَدَ سَيفَ صارِمِ الحَدِّ باتِرٌ
وَغُيبَ بَدرُ ثاقِبِالنورِ باهِرُه
The trenchant sword of steely resolve is sheathed
The piercing moon of brilliant light obscured.
سَلامٌ عَلى قَبرٍ تَضَمَّنَ تُربُهُ
فَذاكَ الحَدُّ ساطِعُ العُرفِ عاطِرُه
Greetings to a grave whose soil contains
Our eminent, fragrant, resplendent friend.
سَقَت تُربُهُ الوَطفا وَلا بَرِحَ الحَيا
يُراوِحهُ في رَجعِهِ وَيُباكِرُه
His dust was watered by the rain clouds
While the living ceaselessly turn to him.
وَما المَوتُ إِلّا مَسلَكُ عَمِّ نَهجِهِ
وَجِسرُ جَميعِ الخَلقِ لا بُدَّ عابِرُه
Death is but the path our uncle tread
The bridge all must cross, none shall evade.
وَما المَرءُ إِلّا مَيتٌ وَاِبنُ مَيتٍ
وَمَن بَدَؤَهُ الميلادُ فَالمَوتُ آخِرُه
Man is only mortal, son of the mortal,
Whom birth ushered in and death shall finish.
