لاَ أُحِبُّ النَّفْسَا

إِنَّهَا أمَّارَهْ

I do not love the self

It is prone to evil

وَأُحِبُّ الْمَعْنَى

الذي عَمَّارَهْ

Yet I love meaning

That makes it wholesome

سِرُّ كُنْهِ الْحَسْنَا

هل يصفه واصف

The essence of beauty - who can describe it?

And beautiful meanings - known only to the gnostic

والمعاني الحسنا

في كُمُون العارِفْ

Leave the lowly behind

And rise up, O fearful one

خَلِّ عَنْكَ الأْدنى

وانْتَهِضْ يا خايِفْ

With its garb you are clothed

When its mysteries become manifest

بِحُلاهَا تُكْسَى

حِين تَلُوح أسْرَارهْ

It is not something that fades away

If you know its measure

لَسْ هُ شَيْ يَفْنَى

إِنْ دِرْتَ مقدارَه

Leave behind the ephemeral

And rise up to the eternal

خَلِّ عَنْك الفاني

وانتهِضْ للْباقِي

And become spiritual

In the domain of the Giver of Drink

وتَكُنْ رُوْحانِي

في مَحَلِّ السَّاقِي

Who gave me to drink

And filled my longing

الذِي أسقانِي

ومَلاَ أشْوَاقِي

And chose me

Since its moons appeared

واجْتَبَاني أنَا

مُذْ بَدَتْ أقْمَارَه

So I witnessed beauty

Through its veil

فَشَهِدتُ الْحَسْنَا

مِن خِلالِ اسْتاره

O brother, for God,

Strive to love the Beloved

يا أخِي باللهِ

هِمْ بِحُبِّ المحبوبْ

Do not be neglectful

While your self remains troubled

لاَ تَكُنْ شَيْ ساهِي

معْ نَفْسِكْ متعوب

Leave the saying of the Godless

And remain not veiled

خَلِّ قَوْلَ اللاَّهِي

ولا تَبْقَى مَحْجُوبْ

The Truth is a garden

In that which has sight

الحقيقهْ جَنَّا

في الذي أبْصارَهْ

Whoever knew it flourished

And fulfilled its cycles

مَنْ عَرَفْهَا اتْهَنَّا

وقَضَى أوْطَارَهْ

Dive into the sea of mysteries

O impoverished, natural one

غُصْ في بَحْرِ الأسرارْ

يا فقيراً مطبوعْ

All things are remembered

In your attributes gathered

كُلُّ شَيْ يُذْكارْ

في صِفاتِك مَجْموعْ

The sun and the moon

In you set and rise

والشُّمُوس والأقْمَارْ

فيكْ تَغيب وتَطْلُعْ

And the revolving sphere does not forget

That which set it in motion

والفَلْكْ لاَ تنْسى

الذي دَوَّارَهْ

And Hell and Heaven

That which developed them

والجحيمْ والجنَّهْ

الذي عَمَّارهْ

O impoverished one, from me listen

You are the meaning of all things

يا فَقيرْ مِنِّي اسْمَعْ

أنتَ هُ مَعْنى الشَّيْ

And to your essence return

And behold the Living

ولِذَاتِكْ إِرْجَعْ

وتُشاهِدْ لِلْحَيْ

Your path follow

And look not askance

وطَريقَكْ إِتْبَعْ

ولا تَنْظُرْ أثْنَىْ

O stranger who has come to evening

Fleeing from his abode

يا غَرِيباً أمْسى

نازحاً عَنْ دارَه

Enter in, O Living One, with us

And you will see its moons

أُجْخُلْ الحي مَعْنَا

وتَرى أقْمارَه