ألمَّتْ نع الظلماء يهدى سلامها
فنمَّ عليها نشرها وابتسامها
She came with the darkness, her greeting borne along;
Her darkness was illuminated by tranquility
but her fragrance and her smile betrayed her.
So her blossoming smile and joy grew
يلاثُ على جنح الظلام نصيفها
ويرفع عن ضوء الصباح لثامها
Her veil is wound around the wing of darkness,
Spreading upon the wings of night are her gentle breezes
and her face-veil is lifted from the light of dawn.
Lifting the veil of dawn from her morning radiance
مهاةٌ ثناياها كنظمي ولفظها
كدمعي لآلٍ زلَّ عنها نظامها
An oryx—her front teeth like my verse, her words
The softness of her form is like my verse and diction
like my tears: pearls whose string has slipped away.
Her tears for the lost beloved disrupted her composure
لها ريقةٌ لولا التقى ما حظرتها
ولولا الهوى ما حلّ عندي مدامها
She has sweet saliva; but for piety, I would not forbid it,
She has an enchanting grace, if not for piety I'd be entranced
and but for love, its wine would not be lawful to me.
Were it not for passion, her wine I'd never have savored
سلافٌ وسحرٌ ريقها ولحاظها
وشمسٌ ودرٌّ وجهها وكلامها
Her saliva and her glances are choice wine and magic;
Smooth and enchanting, her saliva and glances
her face and her words, a sun and pearls.
A sun, a pearl - her face and speech
ولائمةٍ فيها عصيتُ وعاذلٍ
وكان مطاعاً عذلها وملامها
I disobeyed a woman who blamed me for her, and a reprover,
To her I was obedient, though she was cross
though her rebuke and reproach had once been heeded.
And her rebuke and blame I calmly accepted
فمن لجفونٍ لا يبلُّ سقيمها
ونفس مشوقٍ لا يبلُّ أوامها
Who will help eyelids whose ailing ones never recover,
Who could be patient with her ailing eyelids?
and a yearning lover's soul whose thirst is never quenched?
Or a longing soul that cannot endure her absence?
تمادى بها إلاّ التجلدُ في الهوى
وقصّر إلاَّ وجدها وغرامها
All within it persists in love, save fortitude;
Nothing but fortitude in love can survive her
all falls short, save its longing and passion.
Or finding and adoring her, and the agony of passion
ولله فلبٌ جارَ حتى نزيلهُ
عليَّ وعينٌ صدُّ حتى منامها
By God, a heart—even its lodger has wronged
By God, my heart was hers to dwell in forever
me; and an eye—even its sleep is estrangement.
My eyes reject sleep until I see her in my dreams
بليتُ بمن حتفُ اصطباري لحاظها
وآفةُ قلبي قومها وقوامها
I am afflicted by one whose glances kill my patience,
I have been afflicted by her captivating glances
and whose people and stature are my heart's ruin.
The ruin of my heart - her people and her pillars
مهفهفةُ الأعطاف وسنى جفونُها
بقلبي وجسمي سحرها وسقامها
Slender of form, her eyelids drowsy,
With languid limbs and sleepy eyes
her magic is in my heart, her sickness in my body.
She has bewitched my heart and body with her magic and sickness
تمتلها الأفكار وهي بعيدةٌ
لقد غرَّ إلاَّ بالقلوب لمامها
Thoughts conjure her, though she is far away;
Thoughts preoccupy her though she is distant
her fleeting visits have indeed deceived—save within hearts [wording unclear].
Indeed, she seduced only hearts with her beauty
خليليَّ هل خفَّت عن الجزع دارها
وهل ضربتْ بالأبرقين خيامها
My two friends, has her dwelling departed from al-Jazʿ?
My friend - has her house been spared grief?
And have her tents been pitched at al-Abraqayn?
Or have the stars folded their tents?
نحيلانِ جسمي والتصبُّر بعدها
ونضوانِ بعدي عهدها وذمامها
My body and my patience are both wasted after her departure,
My body grows frail and patience fails me without her
and her pledge and covenant are both worn out in my absence.
As do prosperity and leadership after her are lost
هي الشمس صبحي بعدها جنح ليلةٍ
أبى الشوقُ إلاَّ أن يطول مقامها
She is the sun; after her, my morning is a night's dark wing,
She is the morning sun - without her, night extends
whose stay my longing insists must be prolonged.
But my longing insists on prolonging her presence
دعاني ففي الشكوى إلى الناس ذلةٌ
سأصبرُ إما كشفها أو دوامها
Leave me, you two: complaining to people brings abasement.
Need drove me to complain of people, but I disdained
I shall endure, whether it is lifted or persists.
I will be patient - either she will be revealed or remain
فما هذه الدهر أوّلَ حيرةٍ
تجلّى بمجد الدينِ عنى ظلامها
For this is not the first perplexity of time
Is this the first time that fate has bewildered me?
whose darkness has lifted from me through Majd al-Din.
Honor's glory dispelled the darkness of its gloom
هو القاتلُ الأحداث أعيا خلودها
سواهُ ومحيي النفسُ حمَّ حمامها
He slays calamities whose persistence has defeated
He destroys all mortal events - none can match his eternity
all others, and revives the soul whose death has been decreed.
The savior of the soul - his sanctuary is inviolable
سرى خوفهُ في الأرض والأمنُ ردفهُ
فلم تخشَ إلاّ من ظباهُ سوامها
Fear of him spread through the earth, with safety following behind,
His awe spread throughout the earth - security followed him
so its grazing herds feared nothing but his blades.
So none feared but those who would oppose his authority
وحلّت غوادي جودهِ كلَّ عاطلٍ
إلى أن تساوى وهدها وإكامها
The morning showers of his generosity adorned every bare place,
The valleys of his generosity poured forth for every outcast
until its lowlands and hills became equal.
Until they equaled the gifts and their completion
لهُ مشرقُ العلياءِ من بعد غربها
وغاربها دونَ الورى وسنامها
His is the rising of glory after its setting,
The horizon of the exalted rises after its setting because of him
and its withers and hump, his alone among mankind.
While he remains beyond the heavens and their summit
حبتني بأمثال الرياض بنانهُ
وما الروض إلاّ ما يحوك غمامها
His fingers bestowed on me things like meadows,
His orchards captivated me like gardens in bloom
and meadows are nothing but what their clouds weave.
What are gardens but clouds embroidering their hems?
فوافيتُ ربعَ المجدُ حوّاً تلاعهُ
أجل وحياض الجود زرقاً جمامها
So I reached the abode of glory, its slopes dark green,
So I frequented the abode of glory, encircling its radiance
yes, and the pools of generosity, their full waters blue.
Indeed, the meadows of generosity have verdant beauty
فليس الغنى عني بناءٍ محلّهُ
ولا غاية العلياءِ صعباً مرامها
The abode of wealth is not far from me,
For wealth is naught without the home he builds
nor is the goal of glory hard to attain.
Nor is the height of the exalted difficult for him to achieve
لقد تخذت منهُ الخلافةُ جنّةً
فأضحى منيعاً خلفها وأمامها
The caliphate has taken him as a shield,
From him the caliphate fashioned a sheltering garden
so its rear and front have become impregnable.
Impenetrable before and behind due to his support
بهِ وطّدت أركانها بعد وهيها
فقامت ولولاهُ لعزَّ قيامها
Through him its pillars were made firm after weakening,
Through him its pillars were strengthened after ruin
and it stood; without him, standing would have been hard.
It stood tall - without him its standing would have faltered
فما هو إلاّ طرفها ورقادها
وما هو إلاّ زندها وحسامها
He is none other than its watching eye and its sleep,
He is but its edge, its hosts and its blade
none other than its forearm and its keen sword.
He is but its defender and its sharpened sword
وإن يسمَ خلقاً غيرهُ قبلُ صاحباً
فقد عدَّ من سحب السماءِ جهامها
If another before him was conventionally called a minister [reading uncertain],
If another is called sovereign before this lord
then rainless clouds have been counted among heaven's clouds.
He is but a cloud bursting from the stormy sky
ولا شك في أن السيوف كثيرةٌ
وما يتساوى عضبها وكهامها
There is no doubt that swords are many,
Undoubtedly, there are many swords
but their sharp and blunt kinds are not equal.
But none match the fury and flash of his blade
ظهيرُ إمامٍ طبَّق الأرضَ حكمهُ
وصاحبُ دنيا في يديه زمامها
He supports an imam whose rule has spread over the earth,
The champion of an Imam whose rule spanned the earth
and masters a world whose reins are in his hands.
Master of a world held tight in his grip
وليس بخافٍ ذمرها وجبانها
وغير سواءٍ نبعها وثمامها
Its brave men and cowards are no secret,
Neither timid of confrontation nor cowardly in combat
nor are its sturdy bow-wood and frail grass alike.
Unequaled in valor, unique in his attack
سحائبهُ عند الأعادي رعودها
وفي معتفيه سحّها وانسجامها
To his enemies, his clouds are thunder;
To his enemies, his clouds are thunderous
to those seeking his bounty, downpours and streaming rain.
While for those who seek refuge, they are serene and harmonious
تسامى بهِ قدر الزمان وأهلهُ
وما كانت الأنواءُ لولا رهامها
Through him the worth of the age and its people has risen;
Through him, time and its people are exalted
the rain-bringing stars would mean nothing without their gentle showers.
Without his spears, the heavens are incomplete
فلو وجدت زُهرُ النجوم ترقّياً
إليهِ لغضَّ السائلين ازدحامها
If the bright stars could find a way to rise
If the stars gained ascendance seeking his rank
to him, their throng would humble the petitioners.
Their throngs would frustrate those who question his supremacy
إذا ركعت أسيافهُ في عداتهِ
هوت ساجداتٍ في الوقيعة هامها
When his swords bow among his foes,
When his swords bow down in battle
their heads fall prostrate in the battle.
Their pommels fall prostrate amidst the fury
لهُ أسرةٌ سمرُ العوالي نحافها
ولكنها بيضُ الأيادي جسامها
He has a family, tawny-lanced and slender,
The dawn upon that land is but their faces
yet white-handed and mighty.
The night upon its expanse is their darkness
بحار ندّى غزر العطايا وساعها
شموس ضحىً غرُّ الوجوه وسامها
Seas of bounty, abundant and ample in gifts;
Nobles who in life had lofty souls
suns of morning, bright-faced and handsome.
Became, in the dust of graves, revered bones
يرَّجى ويُخشى وعدها ووعيدها
ويحيي ويردي عفوها وانتقامها
Their promises are hoped for, their threats feared;
Granting abundance when they bestow
their pardon gives life, their vengeance brings death.
Withholding when wrathful, their flames a blazing inferno
شموس معالٍ لا عراها كسوفها
بدور تمامٍ لا عداها تمامها
Suns of noble deeds whom no eclipse has touched;
If the gift of God flows from his right hand
full moons whose fullness has never left them.
Naught remains of the deluge but remnants and rubble
مطاعينُ إن خافت وخفّت كُماتها
مطاعيمُ إن أكدى وأجدب عامها
Mighty spear-thrusters when champions take fright and flee;
If he graces the breast of time, he is its beloved
lavish feeders when the year yields nothing and grows barren.
If he captures the heart of an army, he becomes its obsession
مصابيحها أقمارها علماؤها
مصاليتها فرسانها وكرامها
Its lamps and moons are its scholars;
With his blessings, a necklace was fashioned for me
its fierce warriors are its horsemen and its noble men.
One Baghdad could not be without his command
فما منهم في المحل إلاّ جوادها
وما منهم في الحرب إلاّ همامها
Every one of them is generous in drought,
With him, among the land's vast terrains
and every one of them a hero in war.
I found a Syria - while Egypt and Levant fell short
تُريك الأفاعي في الوغى وسلوخها
إذا استلأمتْ يوماً قناها ولامها
It shows you vipers and their shed skins in battle,
To him belongs the Sacred House and its Corner
when it dons armor one day: its spears and its coats of mail.
Its mash'ar in the Hijaz and its station
وإن لمعت ومضاً بروق سيوفها
فما الوابل السحّاح إلاّ سهامها
If the lightning of its swords flashes,
He is the Secure Handhold whom all events fear to unravel
its arrows are the pouring torrent.
Without his cohesion, the appointed times would have no order
ولا صبحُ تلك الأرض إلاّ وجوهها
ولا ليل ذاك الجوّ إلاّ قتامها
The dawn of that land is nothing but their faces,
The Lamp of God's religion amidst His servants
and the night of that air nothing but their battle-dust.
Without him, its solutions and prohibitions would fail
أكابر جلّت في الحياة نفوسها
وأمست عظاماً في الصعيد عظامها
Great ones, whose souls were noble in life,
I will adorn them with the jewels of praise
and whose bones became great within the earth.
Like pearls strung evenly upon a necklace
إذا وهبوا فالغيث تهمي مياههُ
وإن غضبوا فالنار تذكو ضرامها
When they give, they are rain whose waters pour;
They are the unbound, the independent through his generosity
when they grow angry, they are fire whose flames blaze.
If unleashed, they would destroy the horizon's expanse
وإن هبةُ الله استهلّت يمينهُ
فما الديمة الوطفاء إلاّ ركامها
When Hibat Allah's right hand pours forth,
Gardens of meaning, treasuries of diction
the thick, steady rain-cloud is only its cloud-bank.
Depositories of the light, concealed by their reserve
إذا حلَّ صدرَ الدست فهو وحيدها
وإن حلَّ قلب الجيش فهو لهامها
When he occupies the head of the council, he is its peerless one;
Only raised by them were its curtains
when he takes the heart of the army, he is its mighty host.
Only through their seeds was its seal opened
بنعماهُ أضحت جلّقٌ لي جنّةً
فلم تسمها بغدادُ لولا إمامها
By his favors Jilliq has become a paradise for me,
and Baghdad would not surpass it but for its imam.
بهِ أصبحت في وجنة الأرض شامةً
وقصّر عنها مصرُها وشآمها
Through him it has become a beauty-mark on the earth's cheek,
and Egypt and Syria fall short of it.
لهُ كعبة الله الحرام وركنها
ومشعرها في حجرها ومقامها
His are God's sacred Kaaba and its Corner,
its sacred site within its enclosure, and its Station.
هو العروة الوثقى الذي كلُّ حادثٍ
يخاف من الأيام لولا انفصامها
He is the firmest handhold: every calamity
of time would be feared, were it not for its breaking [wording unclear].
ومصباح دين الله بين عبادهِ
ولولاهُ أعيا حلّها وحرامها
And he is the lamp of God's religion among His servants;
without him, its lawful and forbidden matters would defy understanding.
سأكسوهما وشي الثناءِ يزينهُ
عقودُ قوافٍ كالعقود انتظامها
I shall clothe them both in praise's brocade, adorned
with necklaces of rhymes, ordered like necklaces.
هيَ المطلقاتُ الموثقات بجودهم
فلو أرسلتْ أفنى الصّعيدَ التثامها
They are unbound, yet bound by their generosity;
if released, their kisses would wear the earth away.
رياضُ معانيها ودائعُ لفظها
حدائق نورٍ أودعتها كمامها
The gardens of their meanings are entrusted to their words:
gardens of blossoms that I have lodged within their calyxes.
فما رُفعت إلاّ لديهم ستورها
ولا فُضَّ إلاّ في ذراهم ختامها
Their curtains are lifted only in their presence,
and their seal is broken only within their shelter.
Sol 6.1