يا عَليلَ القلبِ ما أَغفَلَكَا
وبعلمِ الحقِّ ما أَجْهَلَكَا
O ailing of heart, how oblivious you’ve been
To the knowledge of truth, how ignorant you’ve been
غِرتَ للنَّفسِ وما غِرْتَ له
أَنْتَ لو غِرْتَ لهُ غارَ لَكَا
You were deceived for the self, not for Him
If you were deceived for Him, He would’ve protected you
تدَّعي القطعَ مع الوَصلِ وقدْ
رُحْتَ كَذَّاباً فما أَذْهَلَكَا
You claim attachment amidst detachment, yet
You have lied, how confused you’ve been
قلبُكَ المَطْموسُ في أَوهامِهِ
يا عَليلَ العقلِ قد علَّلَكَا
Your heart is sealed in its delusions
O ailing of mind, how diseased you’ve been
تزعُمُ الوَصلَ على قطعٍ فقُلْ
بعدَ سِرِّ القطعِ من أَوْصَلَكَا
You claim attachment over detachment, so say
After the secret of detachment, who attached you?
أَنْتَ في حكمِ التَّجَلِّي ناقِصٌ
عندَ ذاكَ الحكمِ من أَكْمَلَكَا
You are deficient in the ruling of manifestation
In that ruling, who perfected you?
تَروي للنَّفسِ أَحاديثَ الهَوَى
كلُّها صادِرَةٌ عنكَ لَكَا
You narrate to the self the tales of passions
All of them coming from you, to you
قلتَ لي فضلٌ على الغَيْرِ بلا
حُجَّةٌ يا خِبُّ من فَضَّلَكَا
You told me you're superior to others without
Any proof, O expert of preferences, who preferred you?
رُحْتَ بالوهمِ ولم تَرْضَ الهُدى
في أَساليبِ الغُوَى مُنْسَلِكا
You walked the path of illusion, not content with guidance
In the ways of misguidance, a wanderer
ليلَكَ الدَّاجي سنَطْويهِ سُدًى
إنَّ ضوءَ الشَّمسِ يَمحو الحَلَكَا
Your dark night, we will fold away
For the sun's light erases the darkness
سَلْسَلَتْكَ النَّفسُ طَيشاً للعُلى
غيرُ طيشِ النَّفسِ من سَلْسَلَكَا
Your self chained you foolishly to the sublime
Other than the self's foolishness, who chained you?
تَكْرَهُ العَدلَ وتَبْغي ظالِماً
عن طَريقِ اللهِ ما أَعْدَلَكَا
You dislike justice and love an oppressor
From God's path, how unjust you've been
تحصُدُ الشَّرَّ وتَبغي طَيِّباً
يا أَخا الخِسَّةِ لُمْ مِنْجَلَكَا
You reap evil and desire goodness
O brother of villainy, why did you sharpen your sickle?
خَفْ إلهاً كلَّما رُمْتَ أَذًى
للأَحِبَّاءِ لهُ عَطَّلَكا
You feared God whenever you intended harm
To loved ones, so He disabled you
هُمْ بحِفْظِ اللهِ يا مِسْكينُ نَمْ
أَنْتَ بالوَهْمِ أَدَرْتَ الفَلَكَا
They are under God's protection, O poor soul
While you, with illusion, spun the sphere
هُمْ بعَيْنِ المُصْطَفى في مَدَدٍ
كلَّما حارَبْتَهُمْ حارَبَكا
They have the aid of Mustafa’s eye
Whenever you fight them, they will fight you
سيِّدٌ سادَ على الرُّسلِ عُلًى
أَنزَلَ اللهُ عليهِ المَلَكَا
A master who ruled over the messengers with supremacy
God sent down to him the angels
فعَليهِ اللهُ صلَّى سَرْمَداً
مِثلما الأَشياءَ طُرًّا مَلَكَا
So upon him, God prayed eternally
Just as He determined all things eternally