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دُنْيَا لَنَا لا تصْـفُو ، على كَــدَرٍ
مَالَتْ كَحَسْنَاءَ زَيَّنَـتْ عَصْيَــــــا
A world of ours that does not clear, steeped in murk.
It swayed like a beauty who adorned disobedience.
تَمْلِي وِعَاءَ العُــــقولِ فِتْنَتُـهَـــا
تَسْبِي ضِعَافَ القُلُوبِ بالرُّقْـيَـــا
Its allure fills the vessel of minds.
It captivates the weak of heart with incantations.
عُنْوَانُهَا المَكْــــرُ فِي تَلَوُّنِــهَـــا
إِنْ أظْهَرَتْ حُسْنًا أَبْطَنَتْ بَغْيـَــا
Its hallmark is guile in its changing colors.
If it shows beauty, it conceals transgression.
تَزْهُو فَتُغْرِي مَنْ هَــــامَ يَطْلُبُـهَا
حَتَّى إذَا لَفَّتْ أرْهَـقَتْ جَرْيَــــــا
It preens, enticing whoever pursues it in rapture,
Until, when it twists and turns, it exhausts him with running.
تُوهِمُ مَنْ جَاءَ شَرْعَ مِلَّتــهَــــــا
بالُقُرْبِ وَصْلاً فَأَوْعَــدَ الوَهْيَـــا
It deceives whoever comes to the law of its creed
With union through nearness, then threatens collapse.
مَنْ حَامَ حَوْلَ الحِمَى يُصَبِّحُـــهَا
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أَمْسَى بِفَقْرٍ ، وَفَرَّقَ الرَعْيَـــــــا
Whoever circles the protected pasture, greeting it at dawn,
Ends the day in poverty and scatters the grazing herd.
فِيهَا انقِلابٌ إِنْ أَطْبَقَتْ غَلَبَــتْ
طَبْـعُ انْكِدَارٍ إنْ ضَيَّقَتْ سَعْيَــــــــا
In it is upheaval; if it closes in, it prevails.
Trouble is its nature, if it constrains one's striving.
لا قَصْرَ فِيــها عَلَى الدَّوَامِ سَجَا
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أَوْ دَامَ مُلْكٌ ... كـذَلِكَ الدُّنْـيَــــــا
No palace in it has rested peacefully forever,
Nor has any kingdom endured—such is the world.
جِئْتُ يَمِينًا دَارَتْ شِمَالَ يَـــدِي
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قُـلْتُ: سَلامًا ، لَـوَتْ يَدِي لَوْيَـــــــا
I came to the right; it turned to the left of my hand.
I said, 'Peace'; it twisted my hand forcefully.
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قَالتْ أَنَا أَمْرٌ لامْتِحَانِكَ ،سِــرْ...
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قُلْتُ اخْتِصَارًا : كَفَى بِكِ النَّسْيَــا
It said, 'I am a matter meant to test you; go on.'
I said, in short, 'You are oblivion enough.'
إنْ كنْتِ دُرًّا فِي أَرْضِ راحِلـتِي
رَوْضُكِ خَلْطٌ جِمَارُهُ الحُمْيَـــــــــا
If you are pearls in the land of my mount,
Your garden is a mixture; its embers are burning intoxication.
بَلْ أَنْتِ غَزْلٌ مِنَ الشُّعَاعِ سَـمَا
ثُمَّ اخْتَفَى طَيْفُهُ عَنِ الرُّؤيَــــــــــا
Rather, you are a thread spun from radiance that rose aloft,
Then its phantom vanished from sight.
سَئِمْتُ مِنْكِ الرُّؤَى تُــرَاوِدُنِـــي
إن أَقْبَلَتْ حُلْمًا أَدَبَرَتْ هَـذْيَــــــــا
I have tired of the visions from you that entice me;
If they come as a dream, they leave as delirium.
سَفَّهْتِ أَحْلامًــا تَخْتَـلِي خَجـَــلاً
زَيَّنْتِ آَمَالاً فانْطَـوتْ ثَـنْــيَــــــــا
You belittled dreams that hide away in shame;
You adorned hopes, then they folded in on themselves.
أحْلامُ يَقْظَانَ غَـــيْــرُ كَاسِيَــةٍ
بَيْنَ الرُّؤَى كَالضَغْثِ انتَهَتْ عُــرْيَا
Dreams of one awake, unclothed,
Among the visions, like a tangled bundle, ended naked.
كَمْ فِيكِ وَلْهَانُ يَبْتَغِي عَرَضًــا
مِنْ فَـرْطِ شَدْوَاهُ أَتْـلَفَ الــرَّأْيَـــــا
How many a lovesick soul in you seeks passing gain,
Through the excess of his singing, he ruined his judgment.
لَمَّا اطْمَــــأَنَّ انْطوَتْ مَعـَزَّتُـهُ
عَادَ ذَلِيلَ الرَّجَاءِ مَـا اسْتَحْـيَــــــــا
When he felt secure, his esteem vanished;
He returned abject in hope, without shame.
قَدْ غَارَ بَعْدَ انْجِذَابِــــهِ لِهَــوًى
يَرْمِي بِطَرْفِ يُغْرِي الرُّؤَى العمْيَا
He has grown jealous after being drawn to desire;
He casts a glance that entices blind visions.
مَنْ يَرْكَبِ الَّلهْوَ أَوْ تَغَـشَّى بِهِ
عَاشَ أَسِيرًا مَا لَمْ يَـعِ النَّهْيَــــــا
Whoever rides diversion or cloaks himself in it
Lives a captive unless he understands the prohibition.
يَشْقَى بِنَقْضِ العُهُودِ فِي خَبَــرٍ
كَانَ كَوَعْدٍ يَفرِي النُّهَى فَـــرْيَـــا
He suffers from broken covenants in a tale
That was like a promise that tears reason to shreds.
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قَالـوا: وَ فِيكِ الأمَـانُ شَـفْرَتُــهُ
فقْــهٌ لَدَى حُفَّاظِ الهُدَى هَــدْيَــــا
They said, 'And in you is safety; its code
Is understanding among the keepers of guidance—a guiding way.'
مَعْنَاكِ سِرٌّ غَرِيـــبُهٌ عَجَــــبٌ
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يَبْنِي ظِلالاً أَعْيَتْ منِ اسْتَـعْـيَــــا!
Your meaning is a secret; its strange aspect is a wonder.
It builds shadows that exhaust whoever grows weary.
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قَدْ قِيلَ : عَزْمُ اللَّبِيبِ حِكْمـتُهُ
فِي نَـظْمِ خَطْوِ ارْتِقَائِـــهِ مَشْيَـــــا
It has been said: the discerning one's resolve is his wisdom
In ordering the steps of his ascent as he walks.
إِذْ غَبَّ فِي وَصْلٍ مِنْكِ مُعْتَزِلٌ
أخْزَى الهَوَى فِي كَفِّ الأذَى خَزْيَا
When a recluse kept his contact with you infrequent,
He put desire to shame by holding harm at bay.
مالي وللدُّنْيَا وهْيَ بَحْرُ هَوَى
فِي حُضْنِهَا نَامَ مُــولــعٌ يَعْـيَـــــــا
What have I to do with the world, a sea of desire?
In its embrace a besotted soul slept, growing weary.
أَمْعَنْتُ فِيهَا بَصِــيــرَتِي فَبِـهَا
أَيْقَنْتُ أَنَّ المُنَى ارْتَقَتْ وَحْــــيَــــا
I probed it deeply with my insight, and so through it
I became certain that hopes had ascended as revelation.
غَدًا بفِرْدَوسِهَا تُـفَتَّحُ زَهْــــــ
ــرًا دُونَ شَوْكٍ يُدْمِي خُطَى الحـُفْيَا
Tomorrow, in its paradise, they will open as flow-
ers, without thorns that make barefoot steps bleed.
دُنْيَا بِـدَرْبِي وَسِيـــــلَـةٌ بِيَــدِي
لَيْسَتْ بِقَلْـبِي كَغَايَــتِى العـلْـيَـــــا
The world along my path is a means in my hand;
It is not lodged in my heart as my highest goal.
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دَارٌ بطُوبِ التَّقْوَى ، مَسَاكنُهَا
جنَّــاتُ عَـدْنٍ تُبْـنَى مِنَ الدُّنْـيَــــــا
An abode whose dwellings are made of bricks of piety;
Gardens of Eden are built from this world.
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جَمِيلةُ النَّبْتِ، سَــادَ زَارِعُـهَـا
مَـنْ أَحْسَنَ الزَّرْعَ أَحْسَنَ الجَنْــيَـــا
Beautiful in growth, its planter rose to eminence;
Whoever sows well reaps well.
Sol 6.1