في اللَيل عَمق وَفي الدُجى نَفق
لَو صَبَ فيهِ الزَمان لابتلعه
In the night there is depth, and in gloom there is a tunnel
If time poured into it, it would swallow it
لَو مَزَق الرَعد مَسمَعي أَحَد
في عُمق ذاكَ الدُجى لَمّا سَمعه
If thunder tore my hearing someone
In the depth of that gloom it would not hear it
لَو أَفرَغ الفَجر ذُو الجَوانب في
أَدنى إِناء مِن عِندَه وَسغه
If dawn with its edges poured in
The smallest vessel in its possession and flooded it
تَظَل في صَدرِهِ كَواكبه
غَرقى وأم النُجوم مَضطجَعَه
Its stars would remain drowned in its chest
And the mother of stars lying in its bed
تَضل فيهِ الحَياة عالمها
كَما يَضَل الغَريب مَرتبعه
Life would lose its world in it
As the stranger loses his dwelling place
وَيَنزَوي العالم العَريض إِلى
رُكن مَنيع لا يَستَبين مَعَه
And the vast world would shrink into
A sturdy corner that nothing can be seen with it
يَمسَح ما لِلوجود مَن أَثَر
مَكانه في الزَمان أَو ضَيعه
It would wipe out whatever traces existence has
Its place in time or lost it
وَيَطمس القَبح وَالجَمال فَما
في الكَون مَعنى إِلّا وَقَد نَزَعَه
And would erase ugliness and beauty, so that
In the universe there would be no meaning left that it had not taken away
في حَيث أَضفى المَسوح تَحسبه
أَرث حَبل الحَياة فَاِقتَطَعه
In where the wiping clouds it, you would think it
Inherited the rope of life and cut it off
مَرَت عَلَيهِ الحَياة تَعبره
في زَورَق أَعرف الَّذي صَنَعَه
Life passed over it crossing it
In a boat that I know who built it
حَتّى إِذا ما اِستَقَل آذيه
طَغى عَلَيهِ العَباب فَاِبتَلَعَه
Until when its banks became independent
The deep swallowed it
وَكانَ دَهر وَنَكبت حقب
وَالجَهل يَغرى عَلى ثَرى سَبعه
And there was an age and eras fell down
And ignorance inciting over its dusty ground
يَرد سَهم الضِياء دارعه
وَيَحتَمي بِالكُهوف أَن تزعه
Repelling the arrow of light with its shield
And taking refuge in caves so that it would not shake it off
حَتّى أَفاضَ الضِياء وَاِنفَجَرَت
عَين مِن النُور شَرَدَت بدعه
Until the light overflowed and a
Source of light gushed out, its innovation astray
فَاليَوم لا مَركَب الضُحى عسر
وَلا مَراقي السَماء مُمتنعه
So today no boat of morning is difficult
Nor are the harbors of the sky inaccessible
ضوء مِن العلم في مدارجه
نَسعى وللعلم في الوُجود سِعَه
A light from knowledge on its steps
We strive and for knowledge in existence there is capacity