أَرْسِلْ جِيَادَ النَّظَرْ
حَدِّثْ عَنْ عَجَائِبْ
Send forth the steeds of thought,
Send forth the steeds of vision,
Speak of the wonders
Speak of the marvels
زَمَانِ الرَّبِيعِ الْفَصْلِ الأَجْمَلْ
وَاشْكُرْ ذَا الْمَوَاهِبْ
Of the beautiful spring season,
Of springtime, the most beautiful season,
And thank the Giver of gifts—
And give thanks to the Bestower of gifts,
غَزِيرَ النَّدَى ذَا الْفَضْلِ الأَشْمَلْ
مُرْسِلَ السَّحَائِبْ
Abundant with dew, most generous—
Possessor of abundant bounty and all-encompassing grace,
Who sends the clouds
The Sender of the clouds,
تُعِيرُ الْجَدِيبَ زِيَّ مُخْضَلْ
نَبِّهْ جَفْنَ الأَفْكَارْ
Adorning the barren land in green attire.
Lending the barren earth a lush, dew-drenched garb.
Awaken the eyelids of ideas,
Awaken the eyelids of thought,
وَاقْدَحْ بِالْحِجَا زَنْدَ الرَّوِيَّهْ
وَاقْطِفْ نَوْرَ الأَشْجَارْ
And strike with enthusiasm the flint of imagination.
And strike with intellect the flint of deep reflection,
Pluck the light of trees,
And pluck the blossoms of the trees,
وَوَحِّدْ بِهِ رَبَّ الْبَرِيَّهْ
صُنْعُ ذِي الْجَلاَلِ
And unify with it the Lord of creation—
And thereby affirm the Oneness of the Lord of creation.
The work of the Majestic One.
The handiwork of the Lord of Majesty,
تَعَالَى يُنَبِّهُ الْمُحِقَّا
جِيدُ الرَّوْضِ حَالِي
Exalted, He alerts the certain
Exalted is He, awakens the seeker of truth.
The meadow is delighted,
The neck of the garden is beautifully adorned,
وَقُضْبُ الرُّبَى طُوِّقْنَ طَوْقَا
مَنْ يَلْحَظْ بِحَالِ
And the gazelles of the prairie adorned with necklaces—
And the branches of the hills are ringed with floral collars.
Who observes this state
Whoever fixes his gaze upon the state
سِوَى رَبِّنَا ذِي الْخَلْقِ يَشْقَى
فَمَا زَالَ يَخْتَارْ
Other than our Lord, the Creator, is wretched.
Of any but our Lord, the Creator, shall suffer.
Yet He continues to choose
For He never ceases to choose,
بِلاَ عِلَّةٍ وَلاَ سَجِيَّهْ
حَفَّ عَذْبُ الأَنْهَارْ
Without reason or incentive.
Without external motive or constrained nature.
The fresh rivers have encompassed
The sweet rivers are bordered
بِخُضْرِ الْبُسْطِ السُّنْدُسِيَّهْ
وَمَدَّ الْقَطَائِفْ
The green expanse of velvet,
By green carpets of silken brocade,
And the views stretched forth
And He has spread out velvet meadows,
مِنْ نَشْرِ الْحَيَا نُمِّقْنَ نَوْرَا
حُفَّتْ بِاللَّطَائِفْ
From the spreading of life, illuminated brightly,
Embellished with blossoms from the spreading rain,
Enveloped with subtleties.
Surrounded by subtle graces,
وَقَدْ نَمْنَمَتْ نَجْداً وَغَوْرَا
زُرْ تِلْكَ الْمَقَاطِفْ
They have flourished in plateau and valley alike.
They have ornamented the highlands and the lowlands.
Visit those sights,
Visit those blooming fields of gathering,
وَلاَ تَصْطَلِي لِلْغَمِّ جَمْرَا
وَشِمْ بَرْقَ إِنْذَارْ
And do not carry the embers of worry.
And do not roast in the embers of grief.
Inhale the lightning of warning,
And watch for the lightning of warning,
وَاذْكُرْ إِنْ تَضِقْ فَتْكَ الْمَنِيَّهْ
وَاقْرَعْ بَابَ الأَنْوَارْ
And remember, if hardship constricts your being,
And remember, should distress grip you, the sudden strike of death.
Knock on the door of light
And knock upon the door of lights,
بِالصَّلاَةِ عَنْ شَمْسِ الْبَرِيَّهْ
With prayer to the sun of creation.
With prayers upon the Sun of creation.