أَسْعِفيني يا نِياقِي
بمَسيري للعرَاقِ
Help me, O my camel
On my journey to Iraq
فالنَّوى مزَّقَ قلبي
آهُ من يومِ الفِرَاقِ
For yearning has torn my heart
Alas, the day we parted!
أَنا مَشْغوفٌ بشَيخٍ
سِرُّهُ للحشْرِ بَاقِ
I'm passionate for a shaykh
His secret until Judgment Day endures
سيِّدي الغَوْثُ الرِّفاعِي
نورُ سِرِّي والمآقِ
My master, the aid Al-Rifa’i
The light of my innermost being and destinations
شِبْلُ خيرِ الخُلْقِ من قدْ
جازَ للسَّبعِ الطِّبَاقِ
The quintessence of the best of creation from afore
Who ascended the seventh heaven
وسَما كلَّ سَماءٍ
راكِباً فوقَ البُرَاقِ
And reached every heaven
Riding Al-Buraq
يا نِياقَ الرَّكبِ جِدِّي
واطْفِئِ نارَ اشْتِياقي
O camel leader, make haste
And extinguish the fire of my yearning
ولكِ الرُّوحُ جَزاءً
أَن أَرى بابَ الرُّوَاقِ
And to you my soul I give
If I see the door of the porch
أَنا مَوثوقٌ بشَوْقي
آهُ لو حُلَّ وِثاقي
I'm hopeful of my passion
Alas if my ties were loosened
أَنا مَلْسوعٌ بوَجْدي
هل لهَذا الشَّأْنِ رَاقِ
I'm seared by my love
Does this matter have any comfort?
لَذَّ من خَمرَةِ شَيْخي
بينَ خُلاَّني مَذاقي
I tasted from my shaykh’s wine
Among his intimate circles its flavor
بعد هذا البُعْدِ عنهُ
لستُ أَرضى بالعِنَاقِ
After this distance from him
I'm not content with an embrace
مازِجاً روحاً برُوحٍ
ليسَ يلوي لافْتِرَاقِ
Mixing soul with soul
No separation can twist
قَمَرُ العَلياءِ قِدْماً
نالَ قَطْعاً بانْشِقَاقِ
The full moon of loftiness in steps
Attained pieces by its splitting
عادَ بعدَ الشَّقِ جُزءًا
وطَوى ساقاً بسَاقِ
Returning after the cleft a part
Having folded a leg over a leg
يا حُوَيْدي النِّياقِ طرْ بالنِّياقِ
واحْدِرَنْها إلى بِطاحِ العِرَاقِ
O camel leader by camel set forth for Iraq
And take it down to the terrain of Iraq
وإذا ما وصَلتَ أُمَّ عِبادٍ
حضرَةَ الأُنسِ كعبَةَ العُشَّاقِ
And when you reach Mother of All Saints
The company of intimacy, beloveds' Kaaba
ورأَيتَ الأَنوارَ من ساكِنيها
طبَّقَتْ بالشُّعاعِ فُسْحَ الطِّبَاقِ
And you see the lights from its dwellers
Tiered by rays, the expanse of the skies
قلْ لأَهلِ الغَرامِ موتوا غَراماً
قد يكونُ اللِّقا كيَومِ التَّلاقي
Tell the people of passion, die of passion
For the meeting could be as the day we meet
وابْكِ ما شئتَ من عُيونٍ كِرامٍ
وتَناهَى بالمَدمَعِ الرَّقرَاقِ
And cry as long as you wish from generous eyes
And let tears flow profusely
هذه دارُهُمْ وأنتَ مُحِبٌّ
ما بَقاءُ الدُّموعِ في الآماقِ
This is their abode and you're a lover
No lingering of tears in depths
يا حُوَيْدي النِّياقِ باللهِ عنِّي
بلِّغِ الحيَّ لوعَتي واحْتِراقي
O camel leader for God deliver my
Torment and burning to them
بفَمِ الرُّوحِ قبِّلِ الأَرضَ سَبعاً
عن غَرامي وبِلَّ لي أَشْواقي
With the soul's utterance seven times kiss the earth
Of my passion and convey to me my longings
لا تخَفْ إن فعَلْتَ هذا عِتاباً
حضرَةُ الغَوثِ حضرَةُ الإطْلاقِ
Don’t fear blame if you do this
The presence of the aid is the presence of release
شخُنا السَّيِّدُ الجَليلُ الرِّفاعِي
من غَدا للرِّجالِ أَعظَمَ سَاقِ
Our master the eminent Al-Rifa’i
For men tomorrow the greatest pillar
صدْرُهُمْ تاجُهُمْ وقطبُ رَحاهُمْ
عينُهُمْ لمعُ جذوَةِ الإشْرَاقِ
Their chests are their crowns and the axis of their serenity
Their eyes the sparkle of the emergence of light
سيرَةُ المُصْطَفى به قد تجلَّتْ
وعَلَتْ أن تُحاطَ بالأَوْرَاقِ
The traits of Mustafa in him appeared
Sublime that they be contained in papers
رحمَةً لي يا حادِيَ العِيسِ إنِّي
للَديغٌ وذِكْرُهُ تِرْياقي
Have mercy on me O camel rider I
Am bitten and the mention of him is my remedy
لكَ رُوحي وليسَ عندي سِواها
إن تكنْ ذاكِري بذاكَ الرُّوَاقِ
For you is my soul and I have nothing besides it
If you remember me in that porch
أَنا في رَكْبِهِ ضَليعٌ وما لي
مُسعِفٌ يومَ نهزَةِ السُّبَّاقِ
I'm seasoned in his caravan and I have
No helper the day of the swift race
ذُقْتُ منهُ خمرَ المحبَّةِ طِفْلاً
يا لذوقٍ من أَشرَفِ الأَذْوَاقِ
I tasted from him the wine of love as a child
O what a taste from the noblest tastes!
أَنهَضَتْني منهُ عزيمَةُ عزمٍ
تجعَلُ العارِفينَ في إطْرَاقِ
It invigorated me, the determination of resolve
Making the gnostics bolt
وتَصَدَّرْتُ في المَحافِلِ وحدي
فاتِحاً كلَّ مُرْصَدٌ مِغْلاقِ
And I took precedence in gatherings, alone
Opening every locked observatory
ناشِراً في الوُجودِ من عَلَمِ المجْ
دِ مُروطاً من ثوبِهِ الخَفَّاقِ
Displaying in existence from the banner of glory
Fluttering from its fluttering gown
مرَّ شيخُ العَرْجاءِ بالكأْسِ نَحوي
وحَباني بشُرْبِ كأْسٍ دِهَاقِ
The shaykh of the lame passed by me the cup
And gifted me a drink from a clear cup
فتَمايَلْتُ من غَرامي ونادَيْ
تُ مَزيداً للَوْعَتي يا ساقي
So I swayed from my passion and called
For more anguish, “More, cupbearer!”
وتَسَلْطَنْيُ في المَحاضِرِ غَوْثاً
كضُحى الشَّمسِ كامِلَ الإشْرَاقِ
And it made me domineer in lectures a succor
Like the dawn sun full of emergence
أَنا ختمُ الوَلايَةِ المُتَدلِّي
في سَمَواتِ مِرْطِها البرَّاقِ
I'm the seal of sainthood dangling
In its glistening heavens
شَمِلَتْني رُوحُ النَّبيِّ بِحالٍ
نَبَوِيٍّ وطَهَّرتْ أَخْلاقي
The soul of the Prophet embraced me in a
Prophetic state and purified my manners
طَوْرُ حالٍ يمُنُّ بالحالِ طَوْراً
منه صَوْغُ الأَطْوَاقِ للأَعْنَاقِ
Sometimes a state confers upon a state
By it the forms of collars to necks are molded
فانْسِجامُ المعْنى بقلبِ مُحِبٍّ
فيه سِرٌّ من القَديمِ الباقِي
So the coherence of meaning in a loving heart
In it a secret from the Everlasting remains
يا رِفاقي ولوعَةُ الحُبِّ نارٌ
عَلِّلوني برِفْقَتي يا رِفاقي
O my companions, the agony of love a fire
Comfort me with my company, O companions
لا تَلُمْني يا صاحِبي بهَواهُمْ
وأغِثْني من ريحِهِمْ بانْتِشَاقِ
Don’t blame me, my friend, for their love
And save me from their breeze by dispersion
أَرضُهُمْ أَرضُهُمْ عقيلَةُ روحي
إنَّ فيها مَصارِعَ العُشَّاقِ
Their land, their land the heart of my soul
For in it the resting places of lovers!