من للفقير المشتكي من حاله
والمذنب المحزون من أفعاله
Who but the invisible saints, the zealous ones
The rightly guided, guides the wandering, despondent one
إلا رجال الغيب أصحاب الحمى
أهل الهدى للحائر المتواله
My masters, your slave lingers at your door
Distressed is his state and confused his situation
يا سادتي عبد على أعتابكم
ضاق المقام به وضاع بحاله
He persisted in sins in all his affairs
And companied evil in his actions
لزم الخطايا في جميع أموره
واستصحب العصيان في أعماله
He rode sins and sailed the seas of passion
And came to forbidden pastures wearing the garb of misguidance
ركب الذنوب وسار في بحر الهوى
وأتى الرحاب مسربلاً بضلاله
Ashamed, sad, fearful of his sin
Burdened to his back with its weight
خجل كئيب خائف من ذنبه
وجل حتى الظهر من أثقاله
He walked the path, following your way
Yet wasted your companionship with his words
سلك الطريق مقلداً بسلوككم
وأضاع خدمة سلككم بمقاله
And came with a claim of love, knocking at your door
With the shackles of ignorance bound to his tale
وأتى بدعوى الحب يقرع بابكم
والجهل منعقد على أذياله
And refused to repent without attaining your patronage
Despite knowing his shortcoming in his ways
وأبى الإياب بغير نيل نوالكم
مع علمه التقصير في منواله
The calamities of his sins have swept your gardens
And the birds of his temptations told of his hopes
وشدت بلابل ذنبه برياضكم
وحكت طيور غواه عن آماله
So by your right, be generous to him as he wishes
And show kindness, pitying his state
فبحقكم جودوا له بمراده
وتحننوا عطفاً على أحواله
And honor him with a merciful glance
And join the ropes of your patronage to his
وتكرموا لطفاً عليه بنظرةٍ
وصلوا حبال نوالكم بحباله
And take him into the sea of your shelter and unveil
His afflictions by delivering him from his anguish
وخذوه في بحر الحناية واكشفوا
بلواه بالإخراج من أوحاله
My masters, be generous for the sanctity of your worth
For your slaves have become like a mirage
يا سادتي كرماً بعزة قدركم
فعبيدكم أضحى كشخص خياله
They have become strangers, displaced from their tribes
Scattered from their homes and families
أمسى غريباً نازحاً عن أهله
ومشتتاً عن بيتهم وعياله
His friend cries for him longingly
While his enemy rejoices at his misery
فصديقه يبكي عليه تشوقاً
وعدوه في فرحة لنكاله
Far be it from you to abandon a child of yours
Whose family now cries for their young
حاشاكموا أن تتركوا طفلاً لكم
أبكاه بعد الدار عن أطفاله
For you is generosity, for none but you
And privilege - your house gleams with its crescent moon
لكم المروة لا لغير جنابكم
والفضل هيكلكم بنور هلاله
Yours is the station of pride that shines in the world
Like the sun with its rising and setting
ولكم مقام الفخر يلمع في الورى
كالشمس لاح بحاله وبقاله
And yours is the hand of aid, from your Lord
Inclined by the secret of His beauty and majesty
ولكم يد المدد التي من ربكم
منحنت بسر جماله وجلاله
And yours is the news from the unseen by way of inspiration
And attaining the Messenger and his progeny
ولكم عن الغيب التلقي في السرا
ولكم وصول بالرسول وآله
My masters - at your door hopes the yearner
Cut off from his tribe and his men
يا سادتي وجل ببابكم التجا
متنصلاً عن أهله ورجاله
He left the intermediaries, flying to you
For your doorstep suffices to solve his problems
ترك الوسائط طائراً بجنابكم
وجنابكم كفؤ لحل عقاله
How many destitutes upon your gaze
The birds of pride fluttered beneath their shadows
كم من فقيرٍ كان مذكنتم له
رقصت طيور الفخر تحت ظلاله
Show kindness to your feeble slave with a glance
By which reform may come to his damaged state
حنوا على العبد الضعيف بنظرة
يأتي الصلاح بها لمفسد حاله
While people enjoy union, he remains cut off
So cease from estranging him - make his desolation his consolation
فالناس في وصل وذاك بقطعة
فكفى الجفا منواله بوصاله
His state is miserable while he still hopes
For your favor - so bring him nearer to his hopes
أمسى ذليل الحال وهو مؤمل
إحسانكم فادنواه من آماله
For with but a breath of your gaze upon him
He will live again - that breath will revive his family
فبنفحه أن تنظروه بعطفكم
يحيى ويسرى ذاك منه لآله
Far be it after standing at your door
That you deny him that which is on his mind
حاشاكموا بعد الوقوف ببابكم
أن تمنعوا عنه الذي في باله
Make the means Ahmad the succor, who
Inherited the patronage from his father and uncle
جعل الوسيلة أحمد الغوث الذي
ورث العناية عن أبيه وخاله
Pole of the world, the lion, our Shaykh Refa'i
In whose shade the saints take shelter
قطب الورى الأسد الرفاعي شيخنا
من تستظل الأوليا بظلاله
The sign of spiritual men, guide of every path
Pole around whom all turn, his state reflects theirs
علم الرجال أمام كل طريقة
قطب الجميع وحالهم من حاله
Crown of shayks in Iraq and lands beyond
The imam to emulate in his perfection
تاج المشايخ في العراق وغيرها
وهو الإمام المقتدي بكماله
So by his right, and the right of his adherents
And his party, army, progeny and house
فبحقه وبحق أهل طريقه
وبحزبه وبجيشه وبآله
And by the right of the Allah’s pole and the saints’ patron
Who drowned seekers in his endless bestowals
وبحق بان اللَه قطب الأوليا
من أغرق الطلاب من أفضاله
Sun of Iraq, essence of aid, whose states
Bear witness to his conditions
شمس العراق حقيقة المدد الذي
أطواره دلت على أحواله
And my master, savior of his times’ prisoner
Rescuer of the disgraced from their chains
وبسيدي النبيو غوث زمانه
منجي أسير الذل من أغلاله
And in the presence of Shaykh Disuqi, who settled
The affairs of saints through his perfections's sign
وبحضرة الشيخ الدسوقي من أقر
ر الأوليا بعلي كامل حاله
And in the presence of Shaykh Ahmad, our hunter
Reviver of our path with his beauty’s light
وبحضرة الصياد أحمد شيخنا
محي طريقتنا بنور جماله
And by every pole who attained gnosis of their Lord
And every Shaykh transcending his peers
وبكل قطب عارف في ربه
وبكل شيخ فاق عن أمثاله
And all of Allah’s people - and specifically the pole
To whose wisdom the age returned and speech
وبجميع أهل اللَه بالقطب الذي
رجع الزمان لرأيه ومقاله
And all of you - pardon a slave of yours
And bear well what burden he carried
وبكم جميعاً سامحوا عبداً لكم
وتحملوا ما كان من أثقاله
And with a kind caress enable him to attain his hopes
Be generous, do not deprive him of his aspirations
وبعطفكم قوموا لنيل مراده
كرماً ولا تقصوه عن آماله
For he has vicious dogs who rejoiced at what
The separation heaved upon him of anguish
فله كلاب أذية فرحوا بما
نقر الفراق عليه من جلجاله
They envied him since you backed him and overstepped
In their villainy, envious of his phantom
حسدوه مذ كنتم له وتطاولوا
من لؤمهم حسداً لبغض خياله
They thought the carpet of your honor folded from him
And he woke regretting his state
ظنوا بأن بساط عزكم انطوى
عنه وأصبح نادماً في حاله
He is your child - and it would be a disgrace
For the dogs’ paws to wreak havoc on your cubs
هو طفلكم والسبع عيب أن يرى
أيدي الكلاب تصول في أشباله
Is it not jealousy that the hand of your generosity
Leaves the envious boiling with animosity’s schemes?
هل غيرة من باب جانب جودكم
تبقى الحسود بغيظ كيد ضلاله
Is it not a breath or glance or succor
To raise your beloved to attain his prize?
هل نفحة هل نظرة هل غوثةٌ
ترقى خويدكم لنيل مناله
So by your right - his state has not parted
From your doors nor shall his face see any change
فوحقكم ما حال عن أبوابكم
أبداً ولا وجهاً يرى لحاله
Succor and help! My masters, O my masters!
For my tears grow weary of flowing
غوثاً وعوناً سادتي يا سادتي
فالدمع قد أعيا من إرساله
It has dug cheeks and cut the cheeks’ streams
To streak the face - so be close to your soldier!
حفر الخدود وجر أخدود العنى
بالوجه فالتف بضي زلاله
He is the lowly Khalidi, Abul Huda
Seeker of patronage’s grace from its valiant granter
فهو الحقير الخالدي أبو الهدى
راجي نواله الفيض من أبطاله
The poem is concluded with prayers and peace
Upon the beloved Guide and his family
ختم القصيدة بالصلاة مسلماً
فيها على الهادي الحبيب وآله
And upon all his companions and those who tread
The way he set by the command of his perfection
وعلى جميع الصحب والقوم الذي
ن مشوا على منواله أمر كماله
And upon the invisible saints who never deviated
From aiding the complaining destitute in his life
وعلى رجال الغيب ما حادشدا
من للفقير المشتكي من حاله