جَذَّ الردَى سَبَبَ الإسلامِ فَانْجذَمَا
وهَدَّ شَامِخَ طَوْدِ الدِّينِ فَانْهدَما
The joints of Islam were severed, so they collapsed,
And the towering pillar of religion was struck down, so it fell.
وَسَامَ طَرْفَ العُلا غَضّاً فأغمضَهُ
وفَلَّ غَرْبَ حُسَامِ المجْدِ فَانثَلَمَا
The heights of glory were blinded with sorrow and closed their eyes,
And the sword of glory fell in the west, so it was broken.
اللهُ أكبرُ ما أَدْهَاكِ مُرْزيةً
قَصَمْتِ ظهرَ التّقى والعلمَ فانقَصما
God is greatest - how you laid waste, O cemetery!
You broke the backbone of piety and knowledge, so they were broken.
أَحْدثْتِ في الدينِ كَلْماً لو أُتيحَ لهُ
عِيسى بنُ مريمَ يأسُوهُ لما التَحَما
You brought innovation to religion, which if
Jesus son of Mary were to be acquainted with, he would despair.
أَيُّ امرئٍ وَيْكِ أَفْجعَتِ الأنامَ بهِ
فاسْتشعَرُوا بَعْدَه التَّزفارَ والألَما
Alas for the man whose passing grieved the people!
So after him they felt distress and pain.
كلٌّ يُزيرُ ثَنَاياهُ أَنَامِلَهُ
حُزْناً عليهِ ويُدْميها بهِ نَدَما
Each wipes his fingers in grief over him
And with regret dyes them with his blood.
وينثرونَ وسلكُ الحُزْنِ ينظمُهم
على الخُدُودِ عَقيقَ الدمعِ مُنْسَجِما
They string the beads of sorrow linking them,
Matching the red drops of tears on their cheeks.
لَهْفي وما لَهَفي مُجْدٍ عَلَيَّ على
مَجْدٍ تَفرَّقَ أشْتَاتاً فما التَأَمَا
My longing - but why this longing for a lost
Glory, scattered into pieces, never to be pieced together!
لَهْفي على كَوكَبٍ حَلَّ الثرى وعلى
بَدْرٍ تَبوَّأَ بعد الأبْرُجِ الرُّجُمَا
Longing for a star fallen to the ground,
And for a moon relegated after ascension to being stoned!
إيهٍ خَليليَّ قُومَا واسْعِدَا دَنِفاً
أصَابَ أَحْشاهُ رَامي الحُزْنِ حِينَ رمَى
Alas my two friends - be glad and prosper!
The archer of grief has hit your innermost being as he shot.
نبكي خِضَمَّ عُلُومٍ جَفَّ زاخرُهُ
وَغَاضَ طَامِيهِ لَمَّا فَاضَ والتطَمَا
We mourn the withering of abundant knowledge,
Whose abundant wave overflowed then dried up.
نبكي فَتىً ما تخطَّى الضيمُ ساحتَهُ
ولا أَبَاحَ له غَيرُ الحِمامِ حِمَى
We mourn a youth whose domain injustice never entered,
Who allowed nothing but dove-like qualities.
ذا مَنْظَرٍ يُبْصِرُ الأعْمَى برؤيتِهِ
هُدىً وذا مَنْطِقٍ يَسْتنطقُ البُكُمَا
One whose sight makes the blind see,
Whose speech makes the mute speak!
لو عَلَّمَ الوَحْشَ ما يُنْشِيه من حِكَمٍ
لَرَاحَتِ الوحشُ من تعليمه عُلَما
If he taught the wild beasts what wisdom fills them,
The beasts would gain knowledge from his teaching.
أو أسمعَ الأُسْدَ شيئاً من مَوَاعِظِهِ
لظَلَّتِ الأُسْدُ خَوفاً تُكْرِمُ الغَنَما
Or made the lion hear some of his preaching,
The lions would honor the sheep in their fear!
لو أَنْصفَ الدهرُ أفَنَانا وخَلَّدَهُ
وكانَ ذلكَ من أَفعَالِهِ كَرَمَا
If fate were just in annihilating us and making him eternal,
That would be of its kind deeds and favors!
ما راحَ حتّى حَشَا أسماعَنا دُرَراً
من لَفْظِهِ وسَقَى أذْهَانَنا حِكما
He would not rest until he filled our hearing with pearls
Of his words and watered our minds with wisdom,
كالغيثِ لم ينأَ عن أرضٍ ألمَّ بها
حتّى يُغَادِرَ فيها النبتَ قد نَجَما
Like rain that does not refrain from a land it afflicts
Until the plants it produces there thrive.
كأنَّهُ وضريحٌ ضَمَّ جُثَّتَهُ
ذُو النُّونِ يونسُ لما أَنْ لَهُ التَقَما
As if he were Jonah - God's prophet when swallowed
By the whale - in his tomb after being consumed!
يا قبرَهُ لا عَدَاكَ الدهرُ مُنسجماً
من المدامِعِ هَامٍ يُخْجلُ الدِّيَمَا
O his tomb! Time has shaped no thing equal to you
Weeping copious tears that put even the clouds to shame.
صَبراً بنِيهِ فإنَّ الصبرَ أجملُ بالْ
حُرِّ الكريمِ إذا ما فادحٌ دَهَما
Patience, my son! Patience is seemliest for the noble
When faced with calamities that have engulfed him.
هِيَ النوائبُ ما تنفكُّ دَامِيةَ الْ
أنيابِ مِنَّا وما مِنْها امرؤٌ سَلِما
Misfortunes will not cease grinding
Their teeth against us - no man lives without them.
فكمْ تخطَّفَ رَيْبُ الدهرِ من أُمَمِ
فأصبحُوا تحتَ أطباقِ الثرَى رِممَا
So many nations time's caprice snatched away!
Beneath earth's layers they became decaying remains.
لو كرَّمَ اللهُ عن هَذَا الردَى أحداً
لكرَّمَ المصطفَى عن ذَاكَ واحْتَرَمَا
Had God protected anyone from this corruption,
He would have protected Al-Mustafa from it and shown reverence!
صَلَّى عليه إِلهُ العَرْشِ ما وَخَدَتْ
خُوصُ الركابِ تؤمُّ البيتَ والحرما
May the God of the Throne shower prayers upon him as long as
The Kaaba pigeons circle the House and the Sanctuary!
فابقُوا بقاءَ الليالي لا يغيّرُكم
دهرٌ وشمْلُكُمُ ما زال منتظِما
So remain for the duration of nights - time will not change you -
While your group remains coherently bound together.
ما استعبرتْ والهاتُ السُّحْبِ باكيةً
حَيَاً وما افترَّ ثغرُ الزهرِ مُبتسِما
The eyes of dawn have not stopped weeping
Or the smile left the mouth of blossoms.
