لا يَخدَعَنَكَ جَمال صوره
ما لَم يَزَنها حسن سيرَهُ
Let not his handsome image deceive you
Unless his good conduct embellishes it
لا تَرضَ بِالود الَّذي
تَبدو إِذا اِمتَحَن الكَدوره
Be not pleased with affection
That appears when adversity tests
مَن كانَ يَرضى أَن تَغيب
فَكَيفَ تَرضى أَن تَزوره
Who would be pleased to be ignored
How could you be pleased to visit him
كَم غَرَني التَرحيب حَتّى
أَظهَر التَجريب زورَه
How much was I deceived by the welcome until
Testing revealed his fraud
فَكففت لَما لَم أَجد
مِن يَستقيم عَلى وَتيره
So I refrained when I did not find
One who stays on course
وَمَتّى تَجهم لي خَطير
ذدت مِن وَهمي خُطورَه
And whenever a disturbing idea frowned at me
I dismissed its illusion
وَمُسافر عَن ذي العُبو
س الطَرف أَو يَلقى سفوره
And the traveler parts from the one
Of averted glance or encounters his disdain
يَصفو وَيونق وَجه مَن
تَلقى إِذا صَفت السَريرَه
His face clears and glows meeting one
When separators are removed
ما لِابن آدم كَالقَنا
عة وَالتَوَكُل مِن ذَخيره
Man has nothing like contentment and trust
As provision
وَيد المَطامع لا يُصا
فحها سِوى كَف الضَروره
And the hand of greed cannot be healed
Except by the palm of necessity
وَالقَلب مُمتنع بِحَمد
اللَهِ مِنها أَن تصوره
And the heart is impregnable, praise
God, from it forming any conception
هَذا زَمان خَيف أَن
يَنسى الحَمام بِهِ هَديره
This is a time, I fear
The pigeons may forget their cooing in it
قَلب الطِباع فَكادَ يُترك
ظَبيهُ فيهِ نُفوره
Hearts have changed, to the point that
Its gazelle in it almost abandoned it
فَلِذاكَ أَضحى الإِنفِرا
د يَعد منقبة خَطيره
Therefore, individuation has become
Considered a serious flaw
وَلِذا قَنعت بِظبية
بِالحُب مِن مثلي جَديره
And so I was satisfied with a gazelle
Worthy of my love
وَحشية شرك القَضا
ء أَصارها عِندي أَسيرَه
Fearing the contention of fate
Has made it my captive
فَغَدَت وَما هِي بِالمُهينة
في يَديَّ وَلا الحَقيره
So it is not disgraced in my hand
Nor lowly
تَأَبى بِإِن يَستام سحر
العَين مِنها إِن تَعيره
It refuses to be seduced by the magic
Of the eye if it winks at it
دَع ذا وَخُذ ملحاً تر
دّ طَلائع الهَم المُغيره
Leave this and take some salt that
Repels the vanguards of the changing worries
وَاِسمَع رِثاءِ هُريرة
كانَت تَرى عِندي أَسيرَهَ
And listen to the elegy of Hurayra
Who used to be my captive
خلس الحَمام حَياتها
وَاِبتَزَ مِن قَلبي سُروره
The dove stole her life
And took the joy from my heart
كانَت تَروق الناظِرين
بِحُسن أَخلاق وَصوره
She delighted viewers
With good morals and beauty
كانَت لِنَفسي أَن فَقَد
ت مَسامراً أَبَداً سَميره
She was to my soul when
She was lost an eternal companion
حَتّى إِذا الفَجر اِنجَلى
أَو طائر أَبدى صَفيره
Until dawn emerged
Or a bird uttered its whistle
قامَت تَجر وَارءَها
ذَنباً يَنوس وَلا الضَفيره
She would stand, dragging
Behind her a tail that sways but not the braid
سَوداء رَجعت الهَرير
كَراهب يَتلو زبوره
Black, she returned haughtily
Like a monk reciting his prayers
تَهوى الجُلوس عَلى النَما
رق أَو عَلى الفَرش الوَثيره
She loved to sit on carpets
Or on a thick mattress
إِني لانعت مُقلة
كانَت بِها عَيني قَريره
I remember regretting her
My eye was moist for her
صَفراء تَحسب أَنَّها
تَخضرّ في وَقت الظَهيره
Yellow, she thought she
Would green during the afternoon
إِنسانَها مِن حبة
الشونيز في شَكل الشَعيره
Her body was a grain
Of sorghum in the shape of barley
طَوراً تَطول وتارة
تَبدو لِعَينك مُستَديره
Sometimes she would elongate and sometimes
She would appear round to your eye
ستر التَوَدد شَرَها
وَطِباعَها تَبقي ظُهوره
Veiling affection was her evil
And her nature remained apparent
وَتَملق النور
مَعروف وَحدتهُ شَهيره
And flattering light
Its limits are well known
وَلَها إِذا أغضبتها
أَو هَجتها نَفسٌ مَريرة
And if she was angry or
Her soul raged, bitter
تَحكي الهَزبر إِذا أَزبأرّت
صورة إِلّا زَئيرَه
She would depict an enraged lion if she roared
An image save for a growl
كانَت كَجَمر مَضرم
إِن عانق أَلواني فُتوره
She was like glowing embers
If the colors of her calm embraced lukewarmness
كانَت لِجَيش الفَأر صا
عقة مَسوَّمة مبيره
She was to the rat army
A poisoned killer
كَم مِن كِتاب قَد قَرضنَ
مِن القَريض بِهِ سُطوره
How many books has she torn
Its lines with her claws
فَغَدَت مسلطة عَلى
أَتلافهنَّ بِهِ خَبيره
She became proficient at
Destroying them
أَغرى بِهنَّ مِن اللُصو
ص بِمال مَقعدة ضَريره
She tempted them like thieves do
With lame money of a wailing old woman
فَإِذا اِختَفينَ وَفي الرَحيل
لَهُنَّ لَو يَعلَمنَ خَيره
So when they disappeared, it would have been better for them
If they had known the good in them
كَمنت لَهُنَّ كَمون صلٍّ
وَاِستَماتَت عَن بَصيره
She ambushed them with perfect planning
And was stubborn to any insight
فَاعجب لِمَوتة مَيت
وَأعجب لِعاقرة عَقيره
So strange is the death of the dead
And stranger is the barrenness of the barren
كَم فارة هَمزت وَقَد
كَشَفَ القَضا عَنها سُتوره
How many mice she menaced and
Destiny uncovered their secrets
كَم حَجَر فار حاصَرَت
فَرَأَتهُ لا يُبدي ضَميره
How many rocks she besieged
But saw they betray no conscience
كادَت تَصيد الفَرقدي
ن بِوَثبة مِنها يَسيرَه
She almost hunted the squirrel
With a simple leap
فَتَعلمت حَركاتها
شعل البُروق المُستَطيرَه
So she learned its moves
Like the flashing lightning
نالَ الرَدى مِنها وَكا
نَت مِنهُ قَد أَخَذَت طُفورَه
She took pride in that she would be honored
Even if the tomb embraced her
أَعزز عَليَّ بِأَن تُصا
ب وَإِن أَضمتها الحَفيره
If adversity touched her
I wouldn't sell her for any price
لَو سامَها مني الرَدى
ما بِعتَها بِحَراج كوره
She was too precious for the one
Who sought her and summoned his friends
قَد غالَها ما غالَ ذو ال
أَوتاد وَاِستَقصى نَفيره
And the birds felt at ease in
Her nooks, even the eagles
وَأَراحَ مِنها الطَير في
وَكنانها حَتّى الصُقورَه
So let those who are vain take heed
And not ride their pride
فَليَعتَبر مَن كانَ ذا
بَغي وَلا يَركَب غُرورَه
Their sorrow will intensify tomorrow
Even though its duration is short
سَتَطول حَسرَتَهُ غَداً
مَع إِنَّ مُدَتهُ يَسيرَه