سَبَقَ الْقَضَاءُ وَأُبْرِمَ الْمَحْتُومُ

وَالْغَيْبُ عَنَّا سِرُّهُ مَكْتُومُ

Destiny has prevailed and fate accomplished

And the future, its secret is concealed from us

حَالُ الزَّمَانِ إِذَا اعْتَبَرْتَ غَرِيبَةٌ

وَالْحَالُ فِي التَّحْقِيقِ لَيْسَ تَدُومُ

When the current state of time is reflected on, surprising

And in reality the current state does not last

وَاللَّيْلُ سِلْكٌ دُرُّهُ سَاعَاتُهُ

إِنْ حُلَّ مَعْقِدُهُ هَوَى الْمْظُومُ

And night a necklace whose beads are hours

If its knot unravels the poems

أَكْرِمْ بِرَابِعَةٍ تَوَلَّتْ بَعْدَمَا

ثَبَتَتْ لَهَا فِي الصَّالِحَاتِ رُسُومُ

Honor the one after whom Rabi'a sprang

according to whom were established proper traditions

وَلَقَدْ سَهِرْتُ مُفكِّراً وَالْبَدْرِ فِي

بَحْرِ السَّمَاءِ مَعَ النُّجُومِ يَعُومُ

I have stayed awake thinking with the full moon

In the sea of the sky floating with stars

فَحَسِبْتُ شكَلَ البدر أَبْيَضَ حَائِماً

فَوْقِي يُحَلِّقُ طَيْرَهُ وَيَحُومُ

I imagined the shape of the full moon a looming white

bird flying above me circling and hovering

حَجَرا رَمَاهُ الْمَنْجَنِيقُ فَشَأُنُهُ

مُتَطَأطِئ مُتَدَافِعٌ مَلْمُومُ

A stone was thrown by the catapult, thus is its habit

Collapsed, colliding, doomed

وَمِنَ النُّجُومِ أَسِنَّةٌ لِجُيُوشِهَا

مِنْ كُلِّ مُطَّلَعٍ عَلَيَّ هجُومُ

And from the stars, spears for their armies

Swarming from every dawning upon me

زَحَفَتْ إِلى حَرْبِي وَعُمْرِيَ مَعْقِلٌ

وَمُخَلّصِي مِنْ بَأسِهَا مَعْدُومُ

They have crawled to battle with me, and my lifetime

is a fortress, and my salvation from their evil, non-existent

بَدَرَتْ لَهَا شُرُفَاتُ أَسْنَانِي تَهِي

وَقُوَايَ تَقْعُدُ رَجْفَةً وَتَقُومُ

My protruding teeth have emerged defending for them

And my strengths sit down in tremors and stand up

فَصَرَخْتُ يَا وَيْلِي أُصِيبَتْ غُرَّتِي

مَاذا عَسَى هَذَا الْبِنَاءُ يَدُومُ

So I cried woe is me, my pride is wounded

How long can this structure last

وَإِذَا رَمَى فَلَكُ الْبُرُوجِ مَدِينَةً

بِالْمَنْجَنِيقِ فَسُورُهَا الْمَهْدُومُ

And if the zodiac sphere with its catapult throws

a meteor at a city, its walls are demolished

مَا دُونَ وَجْهِ الْحَقِّ إِنْ حَقَّقْتَهُ

يَفْنَى وَيَبْقَى الْوَاحِدُ الْقَيُّومُ

Whatever there is besides the face of the Truth, you

will realize perishes, and the Only Everlasting remains