مَن لَيسَ بِالباكي وَلا المُتَباكي
لِقَبيحِ ما يَأتي فَلَيسَ بِزاكِ
Whoever neither weeps nor tries to weep
For the ugliness of what he does is not pure.
نادَت بِيَ الدُنيا فَقُلتُ لَها اِقصِري
ما عُدَّ في الأَكياسِ مَن لَبّاكِ
The world called to me, and I told her, “Desist.”
No one who answers you is counted among the wise.
وَلَمّا صَفا عِندَ الإِلَهِ وَلا دَنا
منهُ اِمرُؤٌ صافاكِ أَو داناكِ
No person has attained purity before God or drawn near
To Him while befriending you or coming close to you.
مازِلتِ خادِعَتي بِبَرقٍ خُلَّبٍ
وَلَو اِهتَدَيتُ لَما اِنخَدَعتُ لِذاكِ
You have kept deceiving me with a flash of false lightning;
Had I found guidance, I would not have been deceived by it.
قالَت أَغَرَّكَ مِن جَناحِكَ طولُهُ
وَكَأَنَّ بِهِ قَد قُصَّ في أَشراكي
She said, “Has the length of your wing made you proud?
It is as though it has already been clipped in my snares.
تَاللَهِ ما في الأَرضِ مَوضِعُ راحَةٍ
إِلّا وَقَد نُصِبَت عَلَيهِ شِباكي
By God, there is no resting place on earth
Over which I have not set my nets.
طِر كَيفَ شِئتَ فَأَنتَ فيها واقِعٌ
عانٍ بِها لايُرتَجى لِفَكاكِ
Fly as you wish: you will fall into them,
Their captive, with no hope of release.
مَن كانَ يَصرَعُ قِرنَهُ في مَعرَكٍ
فَعَلَيَّ صَرعَتُهُ بِغَيرِ عِراكِ
Whoever can throw his opponent in battle,
I can throw him without a fight.
ما أَعرِفُ العَضبَ الصَقيلَ وَلا القَنا
وَلَقَد بَطَشتُ بِذي السِلاحِ الشاكي
I know neither the polished, sharp sword nor the spear,
Yet I have seized the armed warrior.
كَم ضَيغَمٍ عَفَّرتُهُ بِعَرينِهِ
وَلَكَم فَتَكتُ بِأَفتَكِ الفُتّاكِ
How many a lion I have brought low in his den!
How many of the fiercest killers I have slain!”
فَأَجَبتُها مُتَعَجِّباً مِن غَدرِها
أَجزَيتِ بِالبَغضاءِ مَن يَهواكِ
I answered her, astonished by her treachery:
“Do you repay one who loves you with hatred?
لَأَجَلتُ عَيني في بَنيكِ فَكُلَّهُم
أَسراكِ أَو جُرحاكِ أَو صَرعاكِ
I look over your children, and all of them
Are your captives, your wounded, or those you have struck down.
لَو قارَضوكِ عَلى صَنيعُكِ فيهِمُ
قَطَعوا مَدى أَعمارِهِم بِقِلاكِ
If they repaid you for what you have done to them,
They would spend their whole lives detesting you.
طَمَسَت عُقولُهُم وَنورُ قُلوبِهِم
فَتَهافَتوا حِرصاً عَلى حَلواكِ
Their minds and the light of their hearts have been obscured,
So they rush greedily toward your sweets.
فَكَأَنَّهُم مِثلُ الذُبابِ تَساقَطَت
في الأَري حَتّى اِستُؤصِلوا بِهَلاكِ
They are like flies that tumble
Into honey until they are destroyed.
لا كُنتِ مِن أُمٍّ لَنا أَكّالَةٍ
بَعدَ الوِلادَةِ ما أَقَلَّ حَياكِ
May you never be a mother to us, devouring
Your children after birth! How little shame you have.
وَلَقَد عَهِدنا الأُمَّ تَلطُفُ بِاِبنِها
عَطفاً عَلَيهِ وَأَنتِ ما أَقساكِ
We have known mothers to treat their children gently
Out of tenderness; how harsh you are!
ما فَوقَ ظَهرِكِ قاطِنٌ أَو ظاعِنٌ
إِلّا سَيُهَشَمُ في ثِفالِ رَحاكِ
No one who dwells or travels upon your back
Will escape being crushed beneath your millstone.
أَنتِ السَرابُ وَأَنتِ داءٌ كامِنٌ
بَينَ الضُلوعِ فَما أَعَزَّ دَواكِ
You are a mirage and a hidden illness
Within the ribs; how hard your cure is to find.
يُعصى الإِلَهُ إِذا أُطِعتِ وَطاعَتي
لِلَهِ رَبّي أَن أَشُقَّ عَصاكِ
God is disobeyed when you are obeyed; my obedience
To God, my Lord, is to defy you.
فَرضٌ عَلَينا بِرُّنا أُمّاتِنا
وَعُقوقُهُنَّ مُحَرَّمٌ إِلّاكِ
It is our duty to honor our mothers,
And disobeying them is forbidden—except in your case.
ما إِن يَدومُ الفَقرُ فيكِ وَلا الغِنى
سِيّانُ فَقرُكِ عِندَنا وَغِناكِ
Neither poverty nor wealth lasts in you;
Your poverty and your wealth are alike to us.
أَينَ الجَبابِرَةُ الأُلى وَرِياشُهُم
قَد باشَروا بَعدَ الحَريرِ ثَراكِ
Where are the mighty rulers and all their finery?
After silk, they have touched your dust.
وَلَطالَما رُدّوا بِأَردِيَةِ البَها
فَتَعَوَّضوا مِنها رِداءَ رَداكِ
How often they were wrapped in robes of splendor,
Only to exchange them for the shroud of your destruction.
كانَت وجوهُهُمُ كَأَقمارِ الدُجا
فَغَدَت مُسَجّاةً بِثَوبِ دُجاكِ
Their faces were like moons in the dark,
But came to be covered by your cloak of darkness.
وَعَنَت لِقَيّومِ السَماواتِ العُلا
رَبِّ الجَميعِ وَقاهِرِ الأَملاكِ
They bowed before the Sustainer of the highest heavens,
Lord of all and Subduer of kings.
وَجَلالِ رَبّي لَو تَصِحُّ عَزائِمي
لَزَهِدتُ فيكِ وَلَاِبتَغَيتُ سِواكِ
By my Lord’s majesty, if my resolve held firm,
I would renounce you and seek what lies beyond you.
وَأَخَذتُ زاديَ مِنكِ مَن عَمَلِ التُقى
وَشَدَدتُ إيماني بِنَقضِ عُراكِ
I would take my provisions from you through deeds of piety
And strengthen my faith by breaking your bonds.
وَحَطَطتُ رَحلي تَحتَ أَلوِيَةِ الهُدى
وَلَمّا رَآني اللَهُ تَحتَ لِواكِ
I would set down my baggage beneath the banners of guidance;
God has not seen me beneath your banner.
مَهلاً عَلَيكِ فَسَوفَ يَلحَقُكِ الفَنا
فَتُري بِلا أَرضٍ وَلا أَفلاكِ
Enough: annihilation will overtake you,
And you will appear without earth or celestial spheres.
وَيُعيدُنا رَبٌّ أَماتَ جَميعَنا
لِيَكونَ يُرضي غَيرَ مَن أَرضاكِ
The Lord who caused us all to die will restore us,
So that one other than the person who pleased you may find favor.
وَاللَهِ ما المَحبوبُ عِندَ مَليكِهِ
إِلّا لَبيبٌ لَم يَزَل يَشناكِ
By God, the one beloved by his Sovereign
Is a discerning person who has always shunned you.
هَجرَ الغَواني واصِلاً لِعَقائِلٍ
يَضحَكنَ حُبّاً لِلوَلِيَّ الباكي
He left beautiful women and sought noble women
Who smile with love upon the weeping devotee.
إِنّي أَرِقتُ لَهُنَّ لا لِحَمائِمٍ
تَبكي الهَديلَ عَلى غُصونِ أَراكِ
I lie awake for them, not for doves
Cooing mournfully on arak branches.
لا عَيشَ يَصفو لِلمُلوكِ وَإِنَّما
تَصفو وَتُحمَدُ عيشَةُ النُسّاكِ
Life is not serene for kings;
The life of ascetics alone is serene and praised.
وَمِنَ الإِلَهِ عَلى النَبِيِّ صَلاتُهُ
عَدَدَ النُجومِ وَعِدَّةَ الأَملاكِ
May God’s blessings be upon the Prophet,
As numerous as the stars and the angels.
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