لِمَنِ الدارُ كَأَنضاءِ الخِلَل
عَهدُها مِن حِقَبِ العَيشِ الأُوَل
For whom is the abode like the white anklets,
Its era is from the spans of the first life,
بِمَغامِيدَ فَأعلى أُسُنٍ
فَحُناناتٍ فَأَوقٍ فالجَبَل
With tent pegs, so the highest of traces,
Then coos, then valleys, then mountains,
فَبِرَعمَينِ فَرَيطاتٍ لَها
وَبِأَعلى حُرَّياتٍ مُتنَقَل
Then sprouts, then plains for it,
And the highest sandy tracts that roam,
فَذِهابُ الكَورِ أَمسَى أَهلَهُ
كُّلُّ مَوشِيٍّ شَواهُ ذُو رَمَل
So the going of the balls has made its people
Every walker whom the sands busied,
دارُ قَومِي قَبلَ أَن يُدرِكَهُم
عَنَتُ الدَهرِ وَعَيشٌ ذُو خَبَل
The abode of my people before the vicissitudes of time afflicted them
And a life of disorder,
وَشَمُولٍ قَهوَةٍ باكَرتُها
فِي التَبَاشِيرِ مِنَ الصُّبحِ الأُوَل
And all-inclusiveness of coffee whose morning
Was in the early mornings,
باشَرَتهُ جَونَةٌ مَرشومَةٌ
أَو جَدِيدٌ حَدَثُ القارِ جَحَل
A she-camel marked it,
Or a newborn whose neck skin is coarse,
وَضَعَ الأُسكُوبُ فِيهِ رُقَعاً
مِثلَ ما يُرقَعُ بالكَيِّ الطَحِل
And the pot was placed in it patches
Like what is patched with thick stitched cloth,
فَشَرِبنا غَيرَ شُربٍ واغِلٍ
وَعَلَلنا عَلَلاً بَعدَ نَهَل
So we drank a drink free of sediment,
And we flavored it with flavoring after it dripped,
وَعَناجِيجَ جِيادٍ نُجُبٍ
نَجلِ فَيّاضٍ وَمِن آلِ سَبَل
And neighs of noble, purebred steeds
Of white descent and of the lineage of meadows,
قُصِرَ الصَنعُ عَلَيها دائِماً
فَإِذَا الصَاهِلُ مِنهُنَّ صَهَل
Work was poured upon it constantly
So when the late afternoons came, it echoed,
جاوَبَتهُ حُصُنٌ مُمسَكَةٌ
أَرِناتٌ لَم يُلَوِّحها الهَمَل
Answering were citadels firmly constructed
Purebreds that the extinct wild cows did not drive out,
مِثلَ عَزفِ الجِنِّ في صَلصَلَةٍ
لَيسَ فِي الأَصواتِ مِنهُنَّ صَحَل
Like the music of jinn in the tinkling
Of sounds among which there is no discordance,
فَجَرى مِن مِنخَرَيهِ زَبَدٌ
مِثلَ ما أَثمَرَ حُمّاضُ الجَبَل
So from its nostrils foam ran
Like what the acid plants on a mountain produced,
فَعَرَفنا هِزَّةً تأخُذُهُ
فَقَرَّناهُ بِرَضراضٍ رِفَل
And we knew a tremor that seized it
So we matched it to a pony fine of build
أَيَّدِ الكاهِلِ جَلدٍ بازِلٍ
أَخلَفَ البازِلَ عاماً أَو بَزَل
The wither of smooth skin succeeded
After the smooth-skinned one a year or became smooth
فظَنَنّا أَنَّهُ غالِبُهُ
فَزَجَرناهُ بِيَهياهٍ وَهَل
And we thought that it had overcome it
So we startled it with oohs and haas,
رُفِعَ السوطُ وَلَم يُضرَب بِه
فَأَرَنَّ الوَقعُ مِنهُ وَاحتَفَل
The whip was raised but was not struck with it
Yet the impact of it showed and clamored,
كَلِياً مِن حِسِّ ما قَد مَسَّهُ
وَأَفانِينِ فُؤادٍ مُحتَمَل
Sufficing from the sense of what had touched it
And the insides of a heart that endured,
فَاستَوَت لِهزِمَتا خَدّيمِها
وَجَرَى الشَفُّ سَواءً فاعتَدَل
So its servant’s cheeks leveled out equally
And the spit flowed evenly and moderated,
فَتآيا بِطَرِيرٍ مُرهَفٍ
جُفرَةَ المَحزِمِ مِنهُ فَسَعَل
So it twittered with a croaking modulated,
The horse blanket around its waist so it could jump away,
عَسَلانَ الذِئبِ أمسى قارِباً
بَرَدَ اللّيلُ عَلَيه فَنَسَل
The night cooled upon it so it slipped down,
Kharit, dark browed, Van Dyke brown, white stockinged,
خارِطٌ أَحقَبُ فِلُو ضامِرٌ
أَبلَقُ الحَقوَينِ مَشطُوبُ الكَفَل
Crooked legged, the fetlocks shaved,
So the camel caravan descended until its emptiness
فَأَدَلَّ العَيرُ حَتّى خِلتَهُ
قَفَصَ الأَمرانِ يَعدُو فِي شَكَل
The two footed rabbit runs in a lope
My companions said when they saw it approaching,
قالَ صَحبي إِذ رَأَوهُ مُقبِلاً
ما تَراهُ شَأنُهُ قُلتُ أَدَل
“What do you reckon its condition is?” I said it approaches,
Would that all of Qais had cut it off
لَيتَ قَيساً كُلَّها قَد قَطَعَت
مُسحُلاناً فَحَصِيدا فَتُبَل
Into waterless tracts, then barren lands, then salty flats,
The mounts, then the highest pregnant she-camel
فَالأَشافِيَّ فَأَعلى حامِرٍ
فَلِوَى الخُرِّ فَأَطرافَ الرَجَل
Then the twists of passing and the legs’ edges
Making Syria an oven for them
جَاعِلِينَ الشّامَ حَمّاً لَهُمُ
وَلَئِن هَمُّوا لَنِعمَ المُنتَقَل
And if they intend to, excellent is the place transferred
His death a reward and his life an enrichment
مَوتُهُ أَجرٌ وَمَحياهُ غِنىً
وَإِليِه عَن أَذاةٍ مُعتَزَل
And to Him secluded from harm retreated
My neighbor asked me about my slave girl
سَأَلتَنِي جارَتي عَن أَمتي
وَإِذا ما عَيَّ ذُو اللُّبَِ سَأَل
And should the owner of dissolvement ask about
She asked me about people who perished
سَأَلَتني عَن أُنَاسٍ هَلَكُوا
شَرِبَ الدَهرُ عَليهِم وَأَكَل
Time drank away at them and ate
They reached rule but when they reached
بَلَغُوا المُلكَ فَلَمّا بَلَغُوا
بِخِسارٍ وانتَهى ذاكَ الأَجَل
With loss and that lifespan ended
And time placed a curse upon them
وَضَعَ الدَهرُ عَلَيهِم بَركَةً
فَأُبِيدُوا لم يُغادِر غَيرَ فَل
So they were annihilated, none left but few
And it showed me confusion in the wake of them
وَأُراِني طَرِباً في إِثرِهِم
طَرَبَ الواِلهِ أَو كالمُختَبل
The confusion of the distraught or the deranged
I chide the people but do not chide them
أَنشُدُ الناسَ وَلا أُنشِدُهُم
إِنّما يَنشُدُ مَن كانَ أَضَل
Indeed, only one astray chides
If only I knew when what passed passed
لَيتَ شِعرِي إِذ قَضى ما قَد مَضى
وَتَجَلّى الأَمرُ لِلّهِ الأَجَل
And the matter clarified for God, the Timeless
What are we supposed to think of people who killed
ما يُظَنَّنَّ بِناسٍ قَتَلُوا
أَهلَ صِفِّينَ وَأَصحابَ الجَمَل
The people of Siffin and the Camel’s companions
And the son of Affan, pious, Muslim
وَاِبنَ عَفّانَ حَنيفاً مُسلِماً
وَلُحُومَ البُدنِ لَمّا تُنتَقَل
And the flesh of corpses when bodies are transferred
Where do they sleep when they wrong
أَيَنامُونَ إِذا ما ظَلَمُوا
أَم يَبِتُونَ بِخَوفٍ وَوَجَل
Or do they sleep in fear and panic
And they have a mark when you discern them
وَلَهُم سِيما إِذا تُبصِرُهُم
بَيَّنَت رِيبَةَ مَن كانَ سَأَل
Clarifying the suspicion of one who asked
So a rainy winter blew sharply
فَتَمَطّى زَمخَريٌّ وارِمٌ
مِن ربِيعٍ كُلَّما خَفَّ هَطَل
From a Rabi` whenever it lightened, it rained heavily
It prevented betrayal so I did not intend it
مَنَعَ الغَدرَ فَلَم أَهُمم بِهِ
وَأَخُو الغَدرِ إِذا هَمَّ فَعَل
And the brother of betrayal, when he intended, did
Fear of God and that I am a man
خَشيَةُ اللَهِ وَأَنّي رَجُلٌ
إِنَّما ذِكري كَنارٍ بِقَبَل
Whose mention is only like a blazing fire
They plot my murder among themselves
يَتَواصونَ بِقَتلي بَينَهُم
مُقبِلي نَحويَ أَطرافَ الأَسل
Approaching me, the edges of the swords
If you see my worry has busied me
إِن تَري هَمّيَ أَمسى شاغِلي
وَإِذا ما نُوجِيَ الهَمُّ شَغَل
And when worry busies, it occupies
Like the swaying gait of a pregnant she-camel
مِثلُ هِيمانِ العَذَارى بَطنُهُ
يَلهَزُ الروضَ بِنُقعاِن النَفَل
It jostles the meadow with its dangling teats
The ocean fish did not contend with me over a muzzle
لَم يُقَايِظني عَلى كاظِمَةٍ
سَمَكُ البَحرِ وحَولِيُّ الدَقَل
Nor the Nile fish nor the moray eel
When they are the best of a living clan of Suqah
إِذ هُمُ مِن خَيرِ حَيِّ سُوقَةً
وَطِىءَ الأَرضَ بِسَهلٍ أَو جَبَل
And tread the land, be it plain or mountain,
For a stranger who stands among them asking
لِغَرِيبٍ قَامَ فِيهِم سائِلاً
وَلِجارٍ جُنُبٍ جاءَ فَحَل
And a neighbor who comes seeking lodging
They rush humbly to the one calling them
يَستَخِفُّونَ إِلى الداعي بِهِم
وَإِلى الضيفِ إِذا الضيفُ نَزَل
And to the guest when the guest descends