عادت لنا الأعيادُ والمواسمُ
وصَحَّت العَليَاءُ والمكارمُ
The feasts and festive seasons have returned to us,
and lofty honor and noble virtues have revived.
وأضحت الأرضُ عروساً تُجتَلى
فَنَقطتَهَا بالنَّدا الغمائمُ
The earth has become a bride, unveiled for admiration,
and the clouds have stippled her with dew.
ومالت الأغصان فيها طرَباً
لما تَغَنَّت فوقها الحمائمُ
Across her, the branches swayed in rapture
when the doves sang above them.
واحمرَّ خَدُّ الوردِ إذ قَبلَّه
الطلُّ وثَغرُ الأقحَوانِ باسمُ
The rose’s cheek flushed when the dew kissed it,
while the chrysanthemum’s mouth smiled.
لما تَوَلَّى حِلمُهُ قلنا لَهُ
مما رَأينا أنت موسى الكاظمُ
When his forbearance deserted him, we said to him,
“Judging by what we saw, you are Mūsā al-Kāẓim.”
إني وإن كنتَ حبيباً عنده
فإنه للرِّزقِ عندي قاسمُ
Though I am indeed dear to him,
he is, where my livelihood is concerned, its apportioner.
ولا تَغرنك منه جُوخَةٌ
فصَّلَها وهوَ عليها نادِمُ
Do not let a woolen broadcloth robe from him deceive you:
he had it tailored, and now regrets it.
كم أعجَبَتهُ نفسه فيها إلى
أن نَفدَت من كُمّه الدراهم
How greatly he admired himself in it—until
the dirhams in his sleeve ran out.
وبَيعُها في البَردِ غيرُ ممكن
ورهنُها لا يرتضيه الحازمُ
Selling it in the cold is out of the question,
and no prudent man would countenance pawning it.
وحَسبُ من كاتمَ ما يَسُوءُهُ
خَوفُ أعاديه الذي يُكاتِمُ
Enough for one who hides what pains him
is the fear of his enemies that he keeps concealed.
لولا الجنون لم يكن ذو فاقةٍ
مثلي لأرباب الغِنَى يُزاحِمُ
Were it not for madness, no needy man
like me would vie with the lords of wealth.
Sol 5.6