هذا العَقيقُ وتلكَ شُمُّ رِعانِهِ
فاِمزُجْ لُجينَ الدّمعِ منْ عِقْيانِهِ
This is al-Aqiq, and those are its lofty peaks.
So mingle the silver of tears with its pure gold.
واِنزِل فثَمَّ مُعرَّسٌ أبداً ترى
فيهِ قُلوب العِشقِ مِن رُكْبانِهِ
And alight: there is a resting place where you always see
love's hearts among its riders.
وَاِشمُمْ عَبيرَ تُرابِهِ واِلْثِمْ حَصىً
في سَفحِهِ اِنتثَرتْ عُقودُ جُمانِهِ
Breathe the perfume of its soil, and kiss the pebbles
on its slope, where necklaces of its pearls lie scattered.
واِعدِل بنا نحوَ المُحصَّبِ مِنْ مِنىً
واِحْذَرْ رُماةَ الغُنجِ مِن غِزلانِهِ
And turn us toward al-Muhassab in Mina,
and beware the archers of coquetry among its gazelles.
وتوَقَّ فيه الطّعنَ إمّا مِن قَنا
فُرسانِهِ أو مِن قُدودِ حِسانِهِ
Guard yourself there against piercing, whether by the lances
of its horsemen or the figures of its beauties.
أكرِمْ بهِ من مَربَعٍ منْ وَردِهِ ال
وَجَناتُ والقاماتُ من أغصانِهِ
How noble a spring abode! From its roses come the
cheeks, and from its branches the graceful forms.
مَغنىً إذا غنّى حَمامُ أرَاكِهِ
رَقَصَتْ به طَرباً معاطِفُ بانهِ
A dwelling where, when the doves of its arak trees sing,
the bending boughs of its ban trees dance with delight.
فلكٌ تنزّلَ فهوَ يُحسَبُ بُقعةً
أوَ مَا ترى الأقمارَ منْ سُكّانِهِ
A celestial sphere descended, and so is taken for a patch of earth:
do you not see moons among its inhabitants?
خَضَبَ النّجيعُ غَزالَهُ وهِزَبْرَهُ
هذا بِوَجنَتهِ وذا بِبَبانِهِ
Blood has dyed both its gazelle and its lion:
this upon its cheek, that upon his fingertips [reading uncertain].
فلَئنْ جَهلْتَ الحَتْفَ أين مقرُّهُ
سَلني فإنّي عارفٌ بمكانهِ
If you do not know where death has its abode,
ask me, for I know its place.
هو في الجفونِ السّودِ من فَتياتهِ
أو في الجفونِ البيضِ منْ فِتيانهِ
It is in the black eyelids of its maidens,
or in the white scabbards of its young men.
مَنْ لي برُؤيةِ أوجُهٍ في أوجِه
حجبَ البِعادُ شُموسَها بعَنانهِ
Who will grant me sight of faces in its zenith,
whose suns distance has veiled with its clouds?
بيضٌ إذا لعبتْ صَباً بذُيولِها
حملَ النّسيمُ المِسْكَ في أرْدانهِ
Fair ones: when an east wind plays with their trailing robes,
the breeze carries musk in its sleeves.
عمدَتْ إلى قَبسِ الضُحى فتبرْقَعتْ
فيه وقنّعَها الدّجى بدُخانهِ
She turned to the forenoon's flame and veiled herself
in it, while darkness hooded her with its smoke.
من كلِّ نيّرةٍ بتاجِ شَقيقِها
قمرٌ تحفُّ به نجومُ لِدانهِ
Each radiant maiden—within her brother's crown
is a moon, surrounded by the stars of his supple lances.
وَهبتْ لهُ الجوزاءُ شُهبَ نِطاقِها
حَلْياً وسوّرَها الهِلالُ بحانهِ
Orion bestowed the blazing stars of its belt on him
as jewels, and the crescent braceleted her with its arc [reading uncertain].
هذي بأنْصُل جَفْنِها تسطو على
مُهَجِ الأُسودِ وذاكَ منْ مُرّانهِ
This one assaults, with the blades of her eyelids,
the hearts of lions; that one, with his ashwood lances.
يفترُّ ثَغرُ البرقِ تحتَ لِثامِها
ويَسيرُ منها الغَيْثُ في قُمصانهِ
Lightning's mouth parts in a smile beneath her veil,
and from her the rain goes forth in its shirts.
كمَنَ النُحولُ بخَصْرِها وبسيْفِه
والموتُ من وَسْنانِها وسِنانِهِ
Slenderness lies hidden in her waist and in his sword,
and death comes from her drowsy eye and his spearpoint.
في الخِدرِ منها العِيسُ تحملُ جُؤذراً
ويُقلُّ منه الليثُ سَرْجَ حِصانهِ
In her curtained litter, the pale camels bear a gazelle fawn,
and from him a lion bears his stallion's saddle.
قَسَماً بسَلْعٍ وهْيَ حِلفةُ وامِقٍ
أقصاهُ صَرْفُ البَيْنِ عنْ جيرانِهِ
I swear by Salʿ—an oath sworn by a lover
whom the vicissitudes of parting drove from his neighbors.
ما اِشْتاقَ سمْعي ذِكرَ منزلِ طَيْبةٍ
إلّا وهِمْتُ بِساكِني ودْيانهِ
My hearing never longed for mention of a dwelling in Tayba
without my becoming enamored of those inhabiting its valleys.
بلدٌ إذا شاهَدْتَه أيْقَنتَ أن
نَ اللّهَ ثمّن فيهِ سبعَ جِنانهِ
A land which, when you behold it, you know that
God has made His seven gardens eight within it.
ثغرٌ حمَتْهُ صِفاحُ أجفانِ المَهى
وتكلّفَتْهُ رِماحُ أُسْدِ طِعانهِ
A frontier guarded by the broad blades of the oryxes' eyelids,
and watched over by the spears of the lions of its combats.
تُمسي فراشُ قُلوبِ أرْبابِ الهَوى
تُلْقي بأنفُسِها على نيرانهِ
At evening, the moth-hearts of the masters of love
fling themselves upon its fires.
لوْلا رِواياتُ الهَوى عن أهلِه
لمْ يَروِ طَرفي الدّمعَ عن إنسانهِ
Were it not for love's tales about its people,
my eye would not have narrated tears from its pupil.
لا تُنكِروا بحَديثهِمْ ثَملي إذا
فضّ المُحدّثُ عن سُلافةِ حانهِ
Do not reproach my drunkenness at their mention, when
the storyteller unseals the finest wine of his tavern.
همْ أقرَضوا سَمعي الجُمانَ وطالبوا
فيهِ مَسيلَ الدّمعِ منْ مُرجانهِ
They lent pearls to my hearing, and demanded
in return a stream of tears from its coral.
فإلامَ يَفجعُني الزّمانُ بفَقْدِهمْ
ولقد رأى جَلَدي على حِدْثانهِ
How long, then, will time bereave me of them,
though it has seen my fortitude against its calamities?
عَتبي على هذا الزّمان مُطوَّلٌ
يُفضي إلى الإطْنابِ شرحُ بَيانهِ
My reproach against this time is lengthy;
unfolding its meaning leads to prolixity.
هَيهاتِ أنْ ألقاهُ وهْوَ مُسالِمي
إنّ الأديبَ الحُرَّ حَرْبُ زَمانهِ
Far be it that I should meet it at peace with me:
the free man of letters is his age's enemy.
يا قَلبُ لا تَشْكُ الصّبابةَ بَعْدَما
أوْقعتَ نَفسَكَ في الهوى وهَوانهِ
O heart, do not complain of yearning after
you have cast yourself into love and its abasement.
تَهوى وتَطمَعُ أن تفِرَّ من الهَوى
كيف الفِرارُ وأنت رهنُ ضَمانهِ
You love, yet hope to flee from love;
how can you escape when you are pledged to its bond?
يا للرِّفاقِ ومَن لمُهجةِ مُدْنَفٍ
نِيرانُها نزَعَتْ شوى سلوانهِ
O companions! Who will aid the heart of one sick with love,
whose fires have torn the limbs from his consolation?
لم ألْقَ قبلَ العِشْقِ ناراً أحرَقَتْ
بَشَراً وحُبُّ المُصْطفى بجَنانهِ
Before love, I never encountered a fire that burned
a human being while love of al-Mustafa dwelt in his heart.
خيْرِ النّبِيّينَ الّذي نَطَقَتْ بهِ الت
توراةُ والإنجيلُ قبلَ أوانِهِ
The best of prophets, of whom the
Torah and Gospel spoke before his time;
كهفُ الوَرى غيثُ الصّريخِ مَعاذُهُ
وكَفيلُ نجدَتِهِ وحِصْنُ أمانهِ
mankind's refuge, the rain aiding the one crying for help, his shelter,
the guarantor of his rescue, and the fortress of his safety;
المُنْطِقُ الصّخْرَ الأصمَّ بكفّهِ
والمُخْرسُ البُلَغاءَ في تِبيانهِ
who makes the deaf stone speak in his palm,
and silences the eloquent with his exposition;
لُطفُ الإلهِ وسرُّ حكمَتهِ الّذي
قد ضاقَ صدْرُ الغيْثِ عنْ كِتْمانهِ
God's kindness, and the secret of His wisdom, which
the breast of the rain could no longer conceal.
قِرْنٌ بهِ التّوحيدُ أصبحَ ضاحِكاً
والشِّركُ مُنتحباً على أوْثانهِ
A champion through whom monotheism began to smile,
while polytheism sobbed over its idols.
نسخَتْ شرائعُ دينهِ الصُّحفَ الأُلى
في مُحكَمِ الآياتِ منْ فُرقانهِ
The ordinances of his faith abrogated the earlier scriptures
through the definitive verses of his Criterion.
تُمسي الصّوارمُ في النّجيعِ إذا سَطا
وخُدودُها مخضوبةٌ بدِهانهِ
The keen swords lie in blood at evening when he attacks,
their cheeks dyed with its pigment.
ما زال يَرقُبُ شخصُهُ الآفاقَ في
طَرْفٍ تحامى النّومُ عنْ أجفانهِ
Never ceasing to watch his figure across the horizons, with
an eye whose lids sleep avoids,
وجِلاً يظنّ النومَ لَمْعَ سُيوفهِ
ويرى نُجومَ الليلِ منْ خِرْصانهِ
fearful, taking sleep for the flash of his swords,
and seeing the night's stars as his spearheads—
قلبُ الكَميّ إذا رآهُ وقدْ نَضا
سيفاً كقُرطِ الخوْدِ في حُلْقانهِ
the armored warrior's heart, when it sees him draw
a sword, is like a maiden's earring within its hoops.
ولَرُبَّ مُعترَكٍ زَها روضُ الظُّبى
فيهِ وسُمْرُ القُضْبِ منْ قُضْبانهِ
And many a battlefield where the garden of sword-edges bloomed,
with brown spear-shafts among its boughs.
خضَبَ النّجيعُ قَتيرَ سَردِ حَديدهِ
فشَقيقُهُ يَزهو على غُدْرانهِ
Blood dyed the rivets of its woven iron mail,
so its anemones flourished upon its pools.
تبكي الجِراحُ النُجلُ فيه والرّدى
مُتبسّمٌ والبيضُ منْ أسنانهِ
The gaping wounds weep there, while death
smiles, with bright swords for its teeth.
فتَكَتْ عوامِلُهُ وهُنّ ثَعالبٌ
بجوارحِ الآسادِ منْ فُرسانهِ
His spearheads, though foxes, dealt death
to the limbs of the lions among its horsemen.
جِبريلُ منْ أعوانهِ مِيكالُ مِنْ
أخدانهِ عِزريلُ منْ أعوانهِ
Gabriel is among his helpers, Michael among
his companions, and Azrael among his helpers.
نُورٌ بَدا فأبانَ عنْ فلَقِ الهُدى
وجَلا الضّلالةَ في سَنى بُرهانهِ
A light appeared, revealing the dawn of guidance,
and cleared away error in the radiance of his proof.
شهِدَتْ حَواميمُ الكِتابِ بفضْلهِ
وكفى بهِ فخراً على أقرانهِ
The Ha-Mim chapters of the Book testified to his excellence,
and that suffices him for glory above his peers.
سلْ عنهُ ياسينا وطهَ والضُحى
إنْ كُنتَ لم تَعلَمْ حَقيقةَ شانهِ
Ask Ya-Sin, Ta-Ha, and al-Duha about him,
if you do not know the truth of his rank.
وسَلِ المَشاعرَ والحَطيمَ وزَمزَماً
عن فخرِ هاشمِهِ وعن عِمرانهِ
And ask the sacred stations, al-Hatim, and Zamzam
about the glory of his Hashim and his Imran.
يَسمو الذّراعُ بأخْمَصَيْه ويهبِطُ ال
إكليلُ يَستجدي على تِيجانهِ
The Arm is exalted by his soles, while the
Crown descends, begging before his diadems.
لو تَستجيرُ الشمسُ فيه منَ الدُجى
لَغدا الدُجى والفجرُ منْ أكفانهِ
Were the sun to seek refuge in him from darkness,
darkness would have dawn among its shrouds.
أوْ شاءَ منعَ البدرِ في أفلاكهِ
عن سيرِهِ لم يَسْرِ في حُسبانهِ
Or, if he wished to bar the full moon in its spheres
from its course, it would not move in its reckoning.
أو رامَ منْ أفُقِ المجرّةِ مَسْلكاً
لجَرَتْ بحَلْبَتهِ خُيولُ رِهانهِ
Or, if he sought a path through the Milky Way's horizon,
his racing horses would run in his arena.
لا تَنفُذُ الأقدارُ في الأقطارِ في
شيءٍ بغَيرِ الإذْن من سُلطانِهِ
Destinies do not take effect across the regions in
anything without leave from his authority.
اللّهُ سخّرَها لهُ فجَموحُها
سَلِسُ القِيادِ لديهِ طوْعُ عِنانهِ
God subjected them to him, and their unruly ones
are easy to lead before him, obedient to his reins.
فهو الّذي لولاهُ نوحٌ ما نَجا
في فُلكِهِ المَشحونِ منْ طُوفانهِ
He is the one without whom Noah would not have survived
his flood aboard his laden ark.
كَلّا ولا مُوسى الكَليمُ سَقى الرّدى
فِرعَونَهُ وسَما على هامانهِ
No, nor would Moses, God's interlocutor, have served death to
his Pharaoh, or risen above his Haman.
إنْ قِيلَ عرشٌ فهوَ حاملُ ساقهِ
أو قيلَ لوحٌ فهْوَ في عُنوانهِ
If the Throne is mentioned, he bears its leg;
if the Tablet is mentioned, he is in its heading.
رَوْحُ النّعيمِ ورُوحُ طُوباهُ الّذي
تُجنى ثِمارُ الجودِ منْ أفنانهِ
The breeze of bliss and the spirit of its Tuba tree, from whose
boughs the fruits of generosity are gathered.
يا سَيّدَ الكَونينِ بل يا أرْجَحَ الث
ثقلينِ عندَ اللَّه في أوزانهِ
O master of the two worlds—indeed, O weightiest of the
two weighty hosts in God's scales;
والمُخْجِلَ القَمرَ المُنيرَ بتِمّهِ
في حُسنهِ والغيثَ من إحسانهِ
you who shame the shining moon at its fullness
with your beauty, and the rain with your beneficence;
والفارسَ الشّهْمَ الّذي غَبراتُهُ
من ندّهِ والسُمرُ من رَيْحانهِ
and the valiant horseman whose clouds of dust
are his incense, and brown lances his basil.
عُذراً فإنّ المدْحَ فيكَ مُقَصِّرٌ
والعبدُ مُعتَرفٌ بعجزِ لِسانهِ
Forgive me: praise of you falls short,
and your servant confesses the weakness of his tongue.
ما قَدرُهُ ما شِعرهُ بمَديحِ مَنْ
يُثني عليهِ اللّهُ في قُرآنهِ
What is his worth? What is his verse in praise of one
whom God praises in His Quran?
لَولاكَ ما قطعَتْ بيَ العِيسُ الفَلا
وطَوَيْتُ فَدْفَدَهُ إلى غِيطانهِ
Without you, the pale camels would not have carried me across the wastes,
nor would I have crossed their broad uplands to their lowlands.
أمّلْتُ فيكَ وزُرتُ قبرَكَ مادحاً
لأفوزَ عندَ اللَّهِ في رِضوانهِ
I set my hope in you and visited your grave with praise,
to attain God's good pleasure.
عبدٌ أتاكَ يقودُهُ حُسنُ الرّجا
حاشا نَداكَ يعودُ في حِرمانهِ
A servant has come to you, led by fair hope;
far be it from your bounty that he return deprived.
فاِقبَلْ إنابَتَهُ إليكَ فإنّهُ
بكَ يستقيلُ اللَّهَ في عِصيانهِ
So accept his turning back to you, for
through you he asks God to pardon his disobedience.
فاِشفَعْ لهُ ولآلهِ يومَ الجَزا
ولوالِدَيْهِ وصالحي إخوانهِ
Then intercede for him and his family on the Day of Recompense,
and for his parents and the righteous among his brethren.
صلّى الإلهُ عليكَ يا مَوْلى الوَرى
ما حنّ مُغتَرِبٌ إلى أوطانهِ
May God bless you, O master of mankind,
as long as an exile yearns for his homelands.
Sol 6.1