إِنّي صَرَفتُ الهَوى إِلى قَمَرٍ

لا يَتَحَدّى العُيونَ بِالنَظَرِ

I directed my passion towards a moon

I have turned my passion toward a moon,

That does not contend with eyes through looking

Who does not challenge eyes with a bold gaze;

إِذا تَأَمَّلتَهُ تَعاظَمَكَ ال

إِقرارُ في أَنَّهُ مِنَ البَشَرِ

When you contemplate it, you are awed

If you contemplate him, it burdens you

By the admission that it is human

To acknowledge that he is of human kind.

ثُمَّ يَعودُ الإِنكارُ مَعرِفَةً

مِنكَ إِذا قِستَهُ إِلى الصُوَرِ

Then denial returns, knowing

Then your denial turns to understanding

From you, when you compare it to forms

Once you compare him to mere images.

مُباحَةٌ ساحَةُ القُلوبِ لَهُ

يَأخُذُ مِنها أَطايِبَ الثَمَرِ

The field of hearts is lawful to it

The courtyard of the hearts is yielded to him,

It takes from them the choicest of fruits

He takes from them the most delicious fruit.