ذاتٌ تبدَّت في بديع حُلاها

مخفية عمن يكون سواها

A being appeared in the perfection of her beauty

Hidden from all but herself

وحياةِ من بجمالها نتباهى

إن التي ملأ الوجود هواها

And a life we boast of through her beauty

She whose love filled existence

أصبحت مشغوفاً بمن سوّاها

هي ذات وجه تنجلي في حضرةٍ

I became enamored with her who created her

She is an essence whose face shines in the presence

للعاشقين بها الهيام بنظرةٍ

قال الحجى لا بد لي من نفرةٍ

Of lovers enraptured by her with a glance

Al-Hajj said I must get away

فلقد تجلت لي بأحسن صورةٍ

فيها ولم يكن الوجود سواها

For she has appeared to me in the best form

In it and existence was none but her

أنا لم أزل بين الورى أزهو بها

وأمد باعي في تناول قربها

I have not ceased boasting among creatures about her

And extending my hand to draw nearer to her

وأقول مع سكرى بخمرة حبها

من أعجب الأشياء محو محبها

And I say in my drunkenness on the wine of her love

Of the most wondrous things is the erasure of her lover

عند الشهود بعرشها وعماها

ذاتي التي هي في الوجود جديدةٌ

In witnessing her throne and her pillars

My being which is something new in existence

كم مغرم أشقته وهي سعيدةٌ

إني أنا حلل لها معدودةٌ

How she has enchanted many a lover while she is happy

I am indeed slight vestiges attributed to her

لطفت عن التشبيه فهي فريدةٌ

فيما جلته لنا وفي معناها

She was gently absolved of metaphor, for she is unique

In what she has majestically revealed to us and its meaning

يا للهوى من غادة بدويةٍ

حضرية وهي التي في خفيةٍ

Oh, that natural, simple love

Learned yet hidden in secrecy

حرنا فلم نرها بغير منيةٍ

مع أنها في صورة جسديةٍ

It made us mourn for we did not see it except through yearning

Despite her being in a corporeal form

وتَعُزُّ أن تُعْزَى لمن أبداها

نحن الشخوص نلوح في مرآتها

And disdaining to be likened to any who expressed her

We, mere forms, glimmer in her mirror

وهي الوجود لنا بحسن صفاتها

أواه واويلاه من فتكاتها

While she is existence for us in the perfection of her attributes

Oh woe, oh woe from her blows

حجبت بصورتها حقيقة ذاتها

فمماتها في صورها محياها

She veiled with her form the reality of her essence

So her annihilation in her forms is her existence