كَتَبتُ إِلى بَعضِ الأَخلاءِ رُقعَةً
فَلا وَأَبي ما نالَ حَرفاً لَها حَرفُ
I wrote a note to some dear friends
But not a letter reached me in return
أُعَرِّفُهُ أَنّي اِشتَرَيتُ مُهَفهَفاً
يَكادُ إِذا ما قامَ يَقعُدُهُ الرِدفُ
I told them I had bought a horse
That could barely stand when saddled
إِذا وَجَّهَهُ لَم يضندَ مِن زَهَراتِهِ
سِوى طُرفَةً لَم يَعتَرِض غَيرَها طَرفُ
Whenever he faced the meadow
He only glanced at a flower or two
وَإِنّي لَمُحتاجٌ إِلى العاتِقِ الَّتي
لَنا عِندَها مِن ريقِها أَبدا رَشفُ
And I am in need of shoulders I can lean on
Whose kindness we can forever sip
فَأَتحَفَني مِمّا أُطَلِّقُ لَوعَتي
إِذا صارَ في قُمصِ الكُؤوسِ لَها زَفُّ
So gift me with what releases my pain
When it's in cups their brims overflow
بِراحٍ لَها في ريحِها عَنبَرِيَّةٌ
وَفي لَونِها حُسنٌ وَفي ظُرفِها ظُرفُ
With winds that have an ambergris scent
And a beautiful color and elegant shape
إِذا كَفَّ عَنها الراحُ أَبدَت خِضابَها
تَخَيَّلُها مِمَّن يَطوفُ بِها الكَفُّ
When the wind stops blowing it shows its dye
Making you imagine hands caressing it
مُعَتَّقَةٌ وَفَّيتُها فَوقَ حَقِّها
وَأَنصَفتُها فيما تَوَسَّطَهُ النِصفُ
Aged and I overpaid its worth
And was fair in what came between halves
فَجاءَت لِمَعزولِ السُرورِ وِلايَةً
وَصارَ لِوالي الهَمِّ مِن صَرفِها صِرفُ
It came to give cheer to the cheerless
And the sorrowful found joy in its turn
فِدىً لِعَبيدَ اللَهِ سَمعي وَناظِري
فَلَولا عَبيدُ اللَهِ ما عُرِفَ العُرفُ
A sacrifice for God's servants my sight and hearing
For without God's servants customs are not known
فَتى لا عَطاياهُ قِراحٌ وُجوهُها
وَلا خُلقُهُ فَظٌّ وَلا طَبَعَهُ جِلفُ
A lad whose gifts have bright faces
And whose manners are not harsh or rude
إِذا رَمَّ وُدّاً لَم تُشَعِّثُهُ غَدرَةٌ
وَإِن قالَ قَولاً لَم يَكُن خَلفَهُ خُلفُ
When he aims arrows no betrayal dishevels him
And when he speaks no breach follows his oath
فَلا زالَ في رَوضِ السَلامَةِ حَولَهُ
مِنَ الأَمنِ زَهرٌ ما لَهُ أَبَداً قَطفُ
He remains in the meadow of safety around him
Never plucking the flowers of peace