ما نَحنُ إِلّا لِلفَناءِ
وَإِن طَمِعنا في البقاء
We are but for perishing
Though we aspire for eternality
نُعطى وَيسلبُنا الّذي
أَعطى التمتّعَ بالعطاء
We are given and deprived by Him
Who granted us enjoyment of bestowal
وَالموتُ داءٌ ما لَهُ
عِندَ المُداوي مِن دواء
And death is a malady that has
No remedy with physicians
وَالناسُ فينا كلُّهم
ما بينَ يَأسٍ أو رجاء
And people among us are all
Between despair or hope
أَينَ الّذين سَقَتْهُمُ ال
أَيّامُ كاساتِ الرّخاء
Where are those who were given to drink
By days the cups of comfort
وَتَملّكُوا رِبَقَ الورى
وعَلَوْا على قممَ العَلاء
And possessed the meadows of the world
And towered over the peaks of loftiness
وَتَرى بعقْوةِ دارِهم
مَجثى الحميَّةِ والإباء
And you see by the threshold of their homes
Prostrated the zeal and glory
وَالساحِبونَ على قِنا
نِ المُلكِ هُدَّابَ المُلاء
And those drawing upon the bowstrings
Of sovereignty the bows of elevation
وَالمُرتَوونَ مِنَ النَّعيمِ
كما تَمَنَّوْا والثّراء
And those satiated with blessings
As they wished and wealth
وَالسائرونُ وَحَولهم
أُسدُ الشّرى تحت اللواء
And those marching with around them
The lion of evil under the banner
وَالهاجِمونَ عَلى الرّدى
وَاليومُ يجرى بالدّماء
And those assaulting adversity
And the day passes by in blood
لَم يَقنَعوا في مَغْرَمٍ
سيقوا إِلَيهِ باللّقاء
They were not content with being hauled
To it for the meeting
مِن كُلِّ مَملوءِ الأسر
رَةِ والجبين من الحَياء
Of every hand filled with capability
And forehead filled with bashfulness
تجري يداهُ بِكُلِّ ما
يَهوى المؤمّلُ من سخاء
His hands flow with whatever
The hopeful wishes of generosity
وَتراهُ كَالصَّقرِ الَّذِي
لَمحَ القنيصةَ مِن علاء
And you see him like an eagle
Who glanced at prey from loftiness
ما ضَلَّ قطُّ وإنْ هُمُ
غَدَروا بِهِ طُرقَ الوفاء
He never went astray though they
Betrayed him, the ways of loyalty
وَرُموا إِلى ظُلَمِ الصَّفا
ئحِ في صباحٍ أو مساء
And cast him into the darkness of misfortune
In the morn or eve
دَخَلوا وَلَكِنْ في الّذي
لا يَرتَضونَ مِنَ الخلاء
They entered but into that
Which they do not accept of seclusion
وَمَتى دَعَوتهُمُ فهمْ
صُمُّ المَسامعِ مِن دُعاء
And when you call them they are
Deaf of hearing from prayer
وبَغَوْا نجاءً حين سُد
دَتْ دونهم طُرُقُ النَّجاء
And they sought deliverance when
The ways of deliverance were blocked before them
وَنأَوْا كما اِقتَرحَ الحِما
مُ عن التنعّمِ والشّقاء
And turned away as the zealot turns
From luxury and misery
وَتَراهُمُ في ضَيّقِ ال
أَقطارِ من ذاك الفضاء
And you see them in the straits
Of regions from that expanse
وَتَطايَروا بِيَد البِلى
خَلفَ الجَنادِل كالهباء
And they scattered by the hand of oblivion
Behind the waves like dust
وَالقيظُ عِندهُمُ وَقَد
سُلبوا المِشاعرَ كالشّتاء
And hot winds are with them when
They were robbed of feelings like winter
ما في الرّدى ما في سوا
هُ مِنَ التّنازع والمِراء
There is not in misery what is in it
Of contention and dispute
وَإِذا نَظرت إلى الحِما
مِ فَما لِعَينك مِن غطاء
And if you look to the zealot
Then there is no cover for your eye
خَلِّ التعجُّبَ مِن قَذىً
وَخُذِ التعجُّبَ من صَفاء
Leave wondering over motes
And take wondering over clarity
يا قُربَ ما بَينَ الهنا
ءِ بِما يَسرّك وَالعزاء
O temporality! What is between luxury
That pleases you and bereavement
خَفِّض عَلَيكَ وَدَع تتب
بُعَ ما مضى بيد القضاء
Lower over yourself and stop following
What passed by the hand of destiny
وَإِذا بَقيتَ فَقُل لنا
أَيَعيشُ مَيْتٌ بالبكاء
And if you remain then say to us
Can a dead live by weeping
وَالخَوفُ صِرْفٌ رِيبَ غي
رُكَ إنّما هو للنساء
And fear is doubtful superstition
It is only for women
وَأَخوكَ أَفناهُ الّذي
كانَ السبيلَ إلى الإخاء
And your brother was destroyed by Him
Who was the way to brotherhood
أَعْراكَ مَنْ قِدْماً كَسا
وحباكَ مُرتجعُ الحِباء
Did you know who scorned you before
And who turned away from loving you
لَيسَ التهالكُ في المُصي
بَةِ بِالحميمِ من الوفاء
Perishing in calamity is not
Loyalty with intimacy
وَسِوى التجلّدِ في الشدي
دَةِ إِنْ أَتَتك من العناء
And other than perseverance in calamity
If it comes to you from tribulation
وَعَلى التجاربِ بانَ نب
عٌ تجتنيه مِنْ أَباء
And from trials emerged a progeny
You reap that your fathers sowed
وَإِذا بَقيتَ فَلا تَلُمْ
مَن خَصّ غَيركَ بِالفناء
And if you remain then do not blame
Who singled out others for perishing
وَسَقى الّذي وَارَى أَخا
كَ مِنَ الثّرى سَحُّ الرِّواء
And quenched your brother from the earth
The pouring of irrigating
صَخْبُ الترنّمِ حالِكُ ال
قطرينِ مَملوءُ الوعاء
The clamor of chanting is your state
Filled vessel of lament
وَلَرَحْمَةٌ مصبوبةٌ
خيرٌ له من فيضِ ماء
And a mercy poured forth
Is better for him than a torrent of water