سَلامٌ عَلَى أَهْلِ الصَّفا والْحَقائِقِ

وأَرْبابِ كَشْفِ المعْضِلاتِ الدَّقائِقِ

Peace upon the people of purity and realities,

And upon the masters who unveil intricate difficulties.

سَلاَمُ مَشُوقٍ قَدْ تَضَاعَفَ وَجْدُهُ

إلَيْكُمْ فَهَلْ فيكُمْ لَهْ مِنْ مُوافِقِ

The greeting of one who yearns, whose ardor has redoubled,

Goes out to you—is there among you anyone in accord with him?

وَهَلْ تُسْعِدُ الأَقْدارُ يَوماً بواحِدٍ

فَواحِدُكُمْ جَمْعٌ لِجَمْعِ الْعَلائِقِِ

And will fortune ever gladden me, one day, with even one of you?

For one of you alone is a whole multitude, embracing every bond.

وَهَلْ لِي إلى تِلْكَ الْعُلومِ طَرِيقَةٌ

وَهَلْ لِي مَجازٌ نَحْوَ تِلْكَ الْحَقائِقِِ

And is there for me a way to those sciences?

And is there for me a passage toward those realities?