أتَظُنُّ راحاً في الشَّمالِ شَمُولا

أتَظُنُّهَا سَكْرَى تَجُرُّ ذُيولا

Do you think there is any comfort in the north, all-encompassing?

Do you think it is an intoxication that drags its skirts?

نَشَرَتْ نَدَى أنفاسِها فكأنّمَا

نَشَرَتْ حِبالاتِ الدُّموعِ هُمولا

It spread the dew of its breath, as though

It spread out pouring tears profusely.

أوَكُلّما جَنَحَ الأصيلُ تَنَفّسَتْ

نَفَساً تُجاذِبُهُ إليَّ عَليلا

Or whenever the noble one took wing, it breathed

A breath that lures him to me, sick.

تُهْدَى صحائفُكُمْ مُنَشَّرَةً وما

تُغني مُراقَبَةُ العُيونِ فَتيلا

Your missives float open, yet

The vigilance of eyes is of no use as a wick.

لا تُغمِضُوا نَظَرَ الرضا فلربَّما

ضَمّتْ عليه جَناحَها المبلولا

Do not close off the gaze of acceptance, for perhaps

It would fold its dripping wing over it.

وكأنّ طَيْفاً ما اهتَدى فبعثْتُمُ

مِسكَ الجيوب الرَّدْعَ منه بَديلا

It's as though some phantom found its way, so you

Sent forth the repelling musk from your pockets as a substitute.

سأرُوعُ من ضَمّتِ حِجالُكُمُ وإن

غَدَتِ الأسِنّةُ دونَ ذلك غِيلا

I will frighten off whatever your robes contain, even if

The tongues become, because of that, curses.

أعصي رِماحَ الخطِّ دونكِ شُرّعاً

وأُطِيعُ فيكِ صَبابَةً وغَليلا

I disobey the spears of satire unless through you, my standard,

And I obey within you nonsense and fervor.

لا أعذِرُ النصْلَ المُفيتَ أباكِ أو

يَهْمي نفوساً أو يُقَدَّ فُلولا

I do not excuse the sharp sword that hurts your father or

Sets souls astray or rallies remnants.

ما للمعالِمِ والطُّلولِ أما كفى

بالعاشقينَ معالماً وطُلولا

What are landmarks and hills for, have not

Lovers been enough as landmarks and hills?

فكأنّنَا شَمْلُ الدّموعِ تَفَرُّقاً

وكأنّنَا سِرُّ الوَداعِ نُحُولا

It’s as though we, the gathering of tears, parted

And as though we, the secret of farewell, wavered.

ولقد ذممْتُ قصيرَ ليلي في الهوى

وحَمِدتُ من مَتْنِ القناةِ طويلا

And I have blamed my short night in passion

And praised the long course of the canal.

إنّي لَتُكْسِبُني المَحامِدَ هِمّةٌ

نَجَمَتْ وكلَّفَتِ النُّجومَ أُفُولا

My ambition will bring me praises

That arose and set the stars to setting.

بَكَرَتْ تَلُومُ على النّدى أزديّةٌ

تَنمي إليه خَضارماً وقُيُولا

The dew complained against the tender sprouts of Adhri’a

That grow towards it greenery and meadows.

يا هَذِهِ إنْ يَفْنَ فارطُ مَجدهِمْ

فخُذي إليكِ النَّيلَ والتنويلا

O you, if their glory should fade away

Take unto yourself the Nile and the winding!

يا هذه لَولا المساعي الغُرُّ مَا

زعموا أباكِ الماجِدَ البُهلولا

O you, were it not for the audacious efforts

They would not claim your glorious father insane.

إنّا لَيُنْجِدُنا السّماحُ على الّتي

تَذَرُ الغَمامَ المُستهِلَّ بَخِيلا

We will be supported by generosity against her

Who leaves the gathered cloud stingy.

وتَظُنُّ في لَهَواتِنا أسيافَنَا

وتَخالُ في تاجِ المعزِّ رسولا

And thinks our swords amid our revelry

And imagines the crown of the glorious a foal.

هذا ابنُ وَحيِ اللّهِ تأخُذُ هَدْيَها

عنهُ الملائكُ بُكْرَةً وأصِيلا

This son of the inspiration of God whose guidance

The angels take from him morning and evening.

ذو النُّورِ تُولِيهِ مكارمُ هاشِمٍ

شُكرْاً كنائلِهِ الجزيلِ جزيلا

He of the Light to whom Hashim’s virtues bowed down

Thankfully, like his abundant gifts, abundantly.

لا مثلَ يَومي منه يومُ أدِلّةٍ

تُهْدي إلى المُتَفَقِّهِينَ عُقولا

There is no day like his days in which

He guides the exegetes’ minds.

في مَوسِمِ النَّحْرِ السَّنيعِ يَرُوقُني

فأغُضُّ طَرفاً عن سَناهُ كَليلا

In the season of meaningful pilgrimage I like

To glance away from its radiance for a little while,

والجوَّ يَعثِرُ بالأسِنّةِ والظُّبَى

والأرضُ واجِفَةٌ تَمِيلُ مَميلا

As the air stumbles over the tongues and the oryx,

And the earth quakes and tilts to one side,

والخافِقاتُ على الوشيجِ كأنّما

حاولنَ عندَ المُعصِراتِ ذُحُولا

As thepartridges above the plain are as though

They attempted by the presses to warble,

والأُسْدُ فاغِرَةٌ تُمَطّي نِيبَها

والدّهْرُ يَنْدُبُ شِلْوَهُ المأكولا

As the lionesses bare their teeth

And fate bewails its ravaged corpse,

والشمسُ حاسِرَةُ القِناعِ ووُدُّها

لو تستطيعُ لتُربِهِ تقبيلا

As the sun lowers its veil, and its affection -

If able, it would kiss it.

وعلى أميرِ المؤمنِينَ غمامَةٌ

نَشَأتْ تُظَلِّلُ تاجَهُ تَظليلا

As above the Commander of the Faithful is a cloud

That arose shading his crown, shading,

نَهَضَتْ بثقل الدُّرِّ ضوعِفَ نسجُها

فَجَرَتْ عليه عَسجداً محلولا

That was weighed down with the heaviness of pearls, its flimsy weave,

So it poured over him, bowing.

أمُديرَها من حيثُ دارَ لَشَدّ مَا

زاحمتَ حولَ ركابهِ جِبريلا

Does its rain come from where his house is

To compete around his feet with Gabriel?

ذَعَرَتْ مواكبُهُ الجبِالَ فأعلَنَتْ

هَضَبَاتُهَا التكبيرَ والتهليلا

His processions startled the mountains, so their

Plateaus proclaimed the declaration of God’s greatness and praise,

قد ضَمّ قُطرَيها العَجاجُ فما تَرى

بينَ السِّنانِ وكعبِهِ تخليلا

The mud caked between his lower legs, yet you do not see

Between his shin and heel any cracks.

رُفِعَتْ له فيها قِبابٌ لم تكُنْ

ظُعْناً بأجراعِ الحِمى وحُمولا

Carpets were raised over him the likes of which were never

Tents amid the grounds of the sanctuary and camels.

أيكِيّةِ الذهَبِ المرصَّعِ رَفرَفَتْ

فيها حَمامٌ ما دَعَونَ هَديلا

The panels of embellished gold paneling fluttered,

Amidst which doves that did not coo.

وتُبَاشِرُ الفلكَ الأثيرَ كأنّمَا

تَبغي بهِنَّ إلى السماء رَحيلا

And it comes into contact with the celestial sphere, as though

It means to soar with them to the heavens.

تُدْني إليها النُّجْبُ كلُّ عُذافرٍ

يَهْوي إذا سارَ المَطيُّ ذَميلا

The beasts of prey draw near to it, each cautious lion

Swooping down when the steed gallops.

تَتَعرّفُ الصُّهْبُ المُؤثَّلَ حولَهُ

نَسَباً وتُنكِرُ شَدقماً وجَديلا

The brown-skinned mares recognize around it

Lineage and do not recognize a blue-eyed or chestnut horse.

وتُجِنُّ منْهُ كلُّ وَبْرَةِ لِبْدَةٍ

لَيْثاً ويَحمِلُ كُلُّ عُضْوٍ فيلا

And every muscular young ostrich takes from it

A lion, and each limb bears an elephant.

وتَظُنُّهُ مُتَخَمِّطاً من كِبْرِهِ

وتَخَالُهُ متنمِّراً لِيَصُولا

You’d think it was disheveled from its great size

And imagine it dusty from sallying forth.

وكأنّما الجُرْدُ الجَنائبُ خُرَّدٌ

سَفَرَتْ تَشوقُ مُتيَّماً مَتبولا

Its two sides the lightning embellishes with gleaming

Flashes, and they can belong to their mothers.

تَبْدو عليها للمعِزِّ جَلالَهٌ

فيكونُ أكثرُ مَشْيِهَا تَبْجيلا

It takes the dusk, necklaced,

And comes preceding a mottled racetrack.

ويَجِلُّ عنها قَدرُهُ حتى إذا

راقَتْهُ كانَتْ نائِلاً مبذولا

This which filled hearts with majesty,

This which left the mighty humiliated.

من كلّ يَعْبُوب يَحيدُ فلا ترى

إلاّ قَذالاً سامِياً وتَليلا

So when you look, you look at a peerless one,

Save the jostling of the banners and soldiers.

وكَأنّ بَينَ عِنانِهِ ولَبانِهِ

رَشَأً يَريعُ إلى الكنِاسِ خَذولا

If you glance back, at croups and hips,

Or listen, to murmurs and neighing,

لَوْ تَشْرَئِبُّ لهُ عقيلةُ رَبْرَبٍ

ظَنّتْهُ جُؤذَرَ رَمْلِها المَكحولا

A day on which God manifested Himself from His dominion

And saw you in the magnificent view, magnificent.

إنْ شِيمَ أقبلَ عارضاً مُتهلِّلاً

أو رِيعَ أدبَرَ خاضباً إجْفِيلا

You were resplendent in it with a glance, so you granted it

A gaze, while busy with seeing others, distracted.

تتبيّنُ اللّحَظاتُ فيهِ مَواقِعاً

فتظُنُّ فيهِ للقِداحِ مُجِيلا

The world was adorned with its two tear-shaped pearls

So I saw it as an insignificant thing next to you.

تَتَنزّلُ الأروى على صَهَواتِهِ

ويبِيتُ في وَكْرِ العُقابِ نزيلا

And I noticed your towering pulpit quaking

Beneath the arch of the two banners, tremendous.

يَهْوي بأُمِّ الخِشْفِ بينَ فُروجِهِ

ويُقَيِّدُ الأدمانَةَ العُطْبُولا

The veil of majesty you address was lowered

So you removed the coverings of rhetoric.

صَلَتانُ يَعْنُفُ بالبُرُوقِ لَوامِعاً

ولقد يكونُ لأمّهِنّ سَليلا

You performed the hajj of the year renewing, though you had

Farewelled a year for jihad, deferring.

يَسْتَغْرِقُ الشّأوَ المُغَرِّبَ مُعْنِقاً

ويجيءُ سابِقَ حَلبةٍ مَشكولا

You interceded for the delegation of pilgrims as though

You volunteered them your accepted loyalty.

هذا الّذي مَلأ القُلوبَ جَلالَةً

هذا الّذي تَرَكَ العزيزَ ذَليلا

You approached the violators with gifts

That shook the hips of generosity, stirring.

فإذا نَظَرْتَ نَظرْتَ غَيرَ مُشَبَّهٍ

إلاّ التِماحَكَ رايَةً ورَعِيلا

Those sins and desires only came together

So that you could pardon, able, and allow.

إنْ تَلْتَفِتْ فكَرادسِاً ومَقانِباً

أو تَسْتَمِعْ فتَغَمْغُماً وصَهِيلا

You were generous until Umayya hoped for you

A bowstring, if it did not fail.

يوْمٌ تجلّى اللّهُ من مَلَكُوتِهِ

فرآكَ في المرأى الجليلِ جَليلا

Wondrous is your decorated sword, how the selves

Did not flow from it, pouring.

جَلّيْتَ فيهِ بنَظَرةٍ فَمَنَحْتَهُ

نَظَراً برؤيةِ غيرِهِ مشغولا

The despot of kings did not mention it

Save to tumble in blood, slain.

وتَحَلَّتِ الدّنْيا بسِمْطَيْ دُرِّهَا

فرأيتُها شَخصاً لديكَ ضَئيلا

It is as though the souls of enemies modeled it

For when it calls the ambitious one answers impetuously.

ولحظْتُ مَنبرَكَ المُعَلّى راجِفاً

من تحتِ عِقْدِ الرّايَتَينِ مَهُولا

And when its lightning illuminates, a hero sees

Images of events above it, imagining.

مسدولَ سِترِ جَلالَةٍ أنْطَقْتَهُ

فرفعْتَ عن حِكَمِ البيانِ سُدُولا

And when one reflects upon it, reflects upon a cause

For flashes and a lightning bolt, twisted.

وقَضَيْتَ حَجَّ العامِ مُؤتَنِفاً وقَدْ

وَدّعْتَ عاماً للجِهادِ مُحيلا

Its beauty is donned, its splendor

Bent over, and its glow, poured out.

وشَفَعْتَ في وَفْدِ الحجيجِ كأنّما

نَفّلْتَهُمْ إخلاصَكَ المقُبولا

The foreigner wrote some of your attributes upon it

So I recognized upon it the crown and wreath.

وصدَرْتَ تَحْبو النّاكِثينَ مَواهِباً

هَزّتْ قَؤولاً للسّماحِ فَعُولا

He nearly warned with threats because of how long

He listened to you and knew the interpretation.

وهي الجرائمُ والرّغائبُ ما التَقَتْ

إلاّ لِتَصْفَحَ قادِراً وتُنِيلا

So if you get angry at him, beneath you is a wide expanse

To which the edge of day is like night.

قد جُدْتَ حتى أمَّلَتْكَ أُمَيّةٌ

لو أنّ وِتْراً لم يُضِعْ تأميلا

And if you bury it in acceptance, it guides

Toward the sun at noon pure and burnished.

عجَباً لِمُنْصَلِكَ المقلَّدِ كيف لم

تَسِلِ النّفوسُ عليك منه مَسيلا

Your grandfather named it Dhu l-Faqar, but rather

Those who opposed you named it Azrael.

لم يخْلُ جَبّارُ المُلوكِ بِذِكْرِهِ

إلاّ تَشَحَّطَ في الدماء قتيلا

It is as though through it no single string was left

In Karbala, nor blood, spilled.

وكأنّ أرواحَ العِدى شاكَلْنَهُ

فإذا دَعا لَبّى الكَمِيَّ عَجُولا

Or have you not heard of its events that

Left no association or change?

وإذا اسْتَضاءَ شِهابَهُ بطَلٌ رأى

صُوَرَ الوقائعِ فوقه تَخْييلا

The caravans of poems marched about it dispersed,

As though they were coursing water and floods.

وإذا تَدَبَّرَهُ تَدَبَّرَ عِلّةً

للنّيِّرَاتِ ونَيّراً مَعْلُولا

Until they cut through to Iraq from Damascus concerning

Honor, while the Nile carved into the Euphrates.

لكَ حُسْنُهُ مُتَقَلَّداً وبَهاؤهُ

مُتَنَكَّباً ومضاؤهُ مَسْلُولا

They rose over Baghdad with triumphs

You launched over them as deceits and camels.

كتَبَ الفِرنْدُ عليه بعضَ صَفاتكُمْ

فعرَفْتُ فيهِ التاجَ والإكليلا

My thoughts rave if they do not hear

Their sharp swords’ jingling.

قد كاد يُنْذرُ بالوعِيدِ لِطولِ مَا

أصغى إليك ويعلمُ التأويلا

And I had intended to unbind its fetters

When I saw the benefactors few.

فإذا غَضِبْتَ علَتْهُ دونك رُبْدَةٌ

يَغدُو لها طَرْفُ النهارِ كَليلا

Until I saw my poems rendered prose

And speech about the Mother of the Book, spoken.

وإذا طَوَيْتَ على الرِّضَى أهدى إلى

شمس الظَّهيرَةِ عارضاً مصْقولا

And if I remain, I will vacate for its love

My field of mastery, shortening and lengthening,

سمّاهُ جَدُّكَ ذا الفَقَارِ وإنّما

سَمّاهُ مَنْ عادَيْتَ عِزرائيلا

Until it is as though I am inspired and as though they

Are verses I intone, intoning.

وكأنْ بهِ لم يُبْقِ وِتْراً ضائعاً

في كربلاءَ ولا دَماً مَطلولا

I was alarmed by what I saw, so those

Well-trained, eloquent ones retreated in defeat.

أوَما سَمِعْتُمْ عن وقائِعِهِ التي

لم تُبْقِ إشراكاً ولا تبديلا

I saw you not with a reverent glance,

Yet I found you an understood essence.

سارَتْ بها شِيَعُ القصائدِ شُرَّداً

فكَأنّما كانَتْ صَباً وقَبُولا

I did not hear you, my hearing in awe,

But I found you a heard reality.

حتى قَطَعْنَ إلى العراقِ الشأمَ عن

عُرُضٍ وخُضنَ إلى الفُراتِ النيلا

O erectors of prophecy, shall we presume an aim

And speak about you other than what was said?

طَلَعَتْ على بغداد بالسِّيَرِ التّي

سَيَّرتُهَا غُرَراً لكُمْ وحُجُولا

He who is wise of you was more certain of your manners

Of the unseen, so he sent down about you distinction.

أجْلَينَ مِنْ فِكَري إذا لم يَسمعوا

لسيوفِهِنَّ المُرهَفاتِ صَليلا

The spirit gave you what it did not give

Any human, and carried out through you favoritism.

ولقد هَمَمْتُ بأنْ أفُكَّ قُيودَهَا

لمّا رأيْتُ المُحسِنينَ قَليلا

We received your pillar, and you drew near

Until you received His upheld Throne.

حتى رأيْتُ قصائِدي منحولَةً

والقولَ في أمِّ الكِتابِ مَقُولا

So you connected what was between us, and its proof

Extended to you a cause with it connected.

وَلَئِنْ بَقيتُ لأُخْلِيَنَّ لِغُرِّهَا

مَيدانَ سَبْقي مُقْصِراً ومُطِيلا

Why are your branches not thriving?

You have been rooted firmly in the heavens, rooted!

حتى كأنّي مُلْهَمٌ وكأنّها

سُوَرٌ أُرَتِّلُ آيَهَا تَرتِيلا

The scenting of noses gave you peering ahead,

And you rode upon the back of time subdued.

ولقد ذُعِرْتُ بما رأيْتُ فغودرَتْ

تلك المهنَّدَةُ الرِّقاقُ فُلُولا

You immortalized in the Abbasids a curse

Created though they were not created for its hastening.

ولقد رأيتُكَ لا بلَحْظٍ عاكِفٍ

فرأيتُ من شِيَمِ النبيّ شُكولا

Their lightnings herded them about you as though

You stripped them amidst the clouds, bared.

ولقد سمعتُكَ لا بسَمعي هيبَةً

لكنْ وجَدتُكَ جوهراً معقولا

Those whom they assume the leadership would be from them,

If their lineages were investigated, investigating,

أبَني النّبُوّةِ هل نُبادِرُ غايَةً

ونَقُولُ فيكم غيرَ ما قد قِيلا

From a house whose people did not attain their goal

From the virtuous, so they substituted it for the flawed!

إنّ الخبيرَ بكم أجَدَّ بخُلقكم

غيباً فجرَّدَ فيكمُ التنزيلا

Do not hurry, I have seen your composure

A heavy tread upon the bow of time.

آتاكُمُ القُدْسَ الذي لم يُؤتِهِ

بَشَراً وأنْفَذَ فيكمُ التّفضيلا

The ornamented caliphs rule them, though

Destiny is capable of what it wills.

إنّا استَلَمنا رُكنَكُم ودَنَوْتُمُ

حتى استَلمْتُمْ عَرشَهُ المحمولا

Or else the books, were it not that they testify for you,

Their signs would not be separated, separating.

فوَصَلتُمُ ما بيْنَنَا وأمدَّكُمْ

برهانُهُ سبباً به موصولا

May God reward you, whom He did not reward

For guiding the ignorant stray.

ما عُذرُكُم أن لا تطيبَ فُرُوعُكُمْ

ولقد رسختُمْ في السماء أُصولا

You honored His covenant, and you were its confidant, who

Took the Book and His entrusted pledge.

أعطَتكُمُ شُمُّ الأنُوفِ مَقادَةً

وركبتُمُ ظَهْرَ الزّمانِ ذَلولا

Until, when the matter of His servants preoccupied you,

He summoned your father Abraham.

خَلّدتُمُ في العبشمِيّةِ لَعْنَةً

خلقت وما خلقوا لها تعجيلا

From between the veils of Light, where

Your forefathers dwelt in the shade of gardens.

راعتهم بكم البروق كأنما

جرَّدتُمُوهَا في السحابِ نُصُولا

He carried out his trust, and was increased in acceptance

Nearness, so the God dwelt near him, intimate.

في مَن يظُنّونَ الإمامةَ منهُمُ

إنْ حُصّلَتْ أنْسابُهُمْ تَحْصِيلا

You inherited the proof, elucidation, and

The Criterion, Torah, and Gospel.

مِنْ أهْلِ بَيْتٍ لم يَنالوا سَعْيَهُم

من فاضِلٍ عَدَلوا به مفضولا

You knew from the confidences of God’s knowledge what

He did not give Gabriel or Michael.

لا تَعْجَلوا إنّي رأيتُ أناتَكُمْ

وَطْئاً على كَتِدِ الزمان ثَقِيلا

If you were to be sent as a prophet,

The early generations would be revived by your mission!

أمُتَوَّجَ الخُلَفاءِ حاكِمْهُم وإنْ

كان القَضاءُ بما تشاءُ كَفيلا

Or if you were Noah, warning among his people,

His prayers would not increase their misguidance!

فالكُتْبُ لولا أنّها لكَ شُهَّدٌ

ما فُصِّلَتْ آياتُهَا تفصيلا

For God you have an intimacy which if announced

Would revive by your mention a slain killer.

اللّهُ يَجْزيكَ الذي لم يَجْزِهِ

فيما هَدَيْتَ الجاهلَ الضِّلّيلا

If He had given the creation what He gave you,

He would not have created likening and exemplifying.

ولقد بَرَاكَ وكنْتَ مَوثِقَهُ الذي

أخذَ الكِتابَ وعهْدَهُ المسؤولا

If not for a veil, limiting your knowledge,

They would have found a way to the unseen.

حتى إذا استرعاكَ أمرَ عِبادِهِ

أدْنَى إليهِ أباكَ إسماعيلا

If not for you, contemplation would not be preaching

Nor reason, proper guidance, nor analogy, proof.

من بينِ حُجبِ النّورِ حيثُ تَبوّأتْ

آباؤهُ ظِلَّ الجِنانِ ظَليلا

If you were not the cause of salvation for its people,

The faith of worshippers would not avail a wick.

أدّى أمانَتَهُ وزِيدَ منَ الرِّضَى

قُرباً فجاوَرَهُ الإلَهُ خَليلا

If you did not make known to us our souls’ essence,

To us it would be an unknown world.

ووَرثتَهُ البُرْهانَ والتِّبيانَ وال

فُرْقانَ والتّوراةَ والإنجيلا

If a grant were not overflowing to you in the wilderness,

The treed gardens would be empty.

وَعَلِمتَ من مكنونِ عِلمِ اللّهِ ما

لم يُؤتِ جبريلاً وميكائِيلا

If you were not the dweller of the lands, they would quake

And its pillars would be demolished, demolishing.

لو كنتَ آوِنَةً نَبِيّاً مُرْسَلاً

نُشرَتْ بمبعثِكَ القُرونُ الأولى

If there were not in you a lesson for mankind,

They would stray, and evidence would not be evidence.

أو كنتَ نُوحاً مُنذِراً في قومِهِ

ما زادَهم بدُعائِهِ تَضليلا

Awaken in us some power to enrage the enemy,

For time has frowned upon us, frowning.

للّهِ فيكَ سريرَةٌ لوْ أُعلِنَتْ

أحيَا بذِكرِكَ قاتِلٌ مَقُتولا

If you were before, unite us

Nothing of our sanctity would have been attained, attained.

لو كانَ أعطَى الخَلْقَ ما أُوتيتَهُ

لم يَخْلُقِ التّشبيهَ والتمثيلا

We consider the easiest you possess our necks

And the least we hope in you, hoped for.

لولا حِجابٌ دونَ علمِك حاجِزٌ

وَجَدوا إلى عِلمِ الغُيُوبِ سَبيلا

لولاكَ لم يكُنِ التفكُّرُ واعِظاً

والعقلُ رُشْداً والقياسُ دَليلا

لو لم تكُنْ سَبَبَ النّجاةِ لأهْلِها

لم يُغْنِ إيمانُ العِبادِ فَتيلا

لو لم تُعَرِّفْنا بذاتِ نُفُوسِنا

كانَتْ لدَينا عالَماً مجهُولا

لو لم يَفِضْ لك في البرِيّةِ نائِلٌ

كانَت مُفوَّفَة الرّياضِ مَحُولا

لو لم تكن سكَنَ البلادِ تَضَعضَعتْ

ولَزُيِّلَتْ أركانُها تَزييلا

لو لم يكُنْ فيكَ اعتبارٌ للوَرَى

ضَلُّوا فلم يَكْنِ الدليل دليلا

نَبِّهْ لنا قَدْراً نَغيظُ بهِ العِدَى

فلقد تَجَهَّمَنا الزّمانُ خُمولا

لو كنْتَ قبلَ تكونُ جامعَ شَملنا

ما نِيلَ منِ حُرُماتِنا ما نِيلا

نَعْتَدُّ أيْسَرَ ما ملكتَ رِقابَنَا

وأقَلَّ ما نَرجو بكَ المَأمولا