صَدَعَ البَينُ والتفَرّقُ قَلبي
وَتَولَّت أُمُّ البَنينِ بِلُّبِّي
Separation and sundering have riven my heart,
and Umm al-Banin departed, taking my reason with her.
ثَوَتِ النَفسُ من الحُمولِ لَدَيها
وَتَولَّى بالجِسمِ منّيَ صَحبي
My soul remained beside her, among the camel litters,
while my companions carried my body away.
وَلَقَد قُلتُ وَالمَدامعُ تَجري
بِدُمُوعٍ كَأنَّهَا فَيضُ غَربِ
And I said, as my eyes streamed
with tears like the overflow of a brimming bucket,
جَزَعاً لِلفراقِ يَومَ تَوَلَّت
حَسِبيَ الله ذو المَعَارجِ حَسبِي
in anguish at parting, on the day she departed:
“God, Lord of the Ascents, is enough for me—enough.”
Sol 5.6