سَلامٌ كَنَشرِ الرَوضِ غِبَّ تَبَسُّمٍ
عَلى رَبعكم مَغنى الهَوى المُتَقَدِّمِ
A greeting like a garden's fragrance after it smiles,
upon your dwelling, the haunt of love long past.
عَلى مَعهَدٍ لَم تُبقِ مِنهُ يَدُ النَوى
سِوى دمنَةٍ مِن عَهدِكُم لَم تُكلَمِ
Upon a familiar place where separation's hand has left
only an unscarred trace from your former days.
وَجادَت لَهُ حَيثُ الدِيارُ فَسيحَةٌ
سَحابَةُ عَهدٍ عَهدُها لَم يُذمَمِ
May there rain upon it, where the dwellings spread wide,
a cloud of fellowship whose pledge was never reproached.
وَخصَّت مَغاني اللَهوِ مِنهُ وَألبِسَت
مَعالِمهُ بُردي شَبابٍ وَأَنغُمِ
May it favor its haunts of pleasure and clothe
its landmarks in the twin mantles of youth and melodies.
وَحَيّا إِلَهُ العَرشِ قاطِنَ رَبعِهِ
وَإِن كانَ لا يَرعى وِدادَ مُتَيّمِ
May the Lord of the Throne greet the dweller in its precinct,
even though he does not cherish a love-stricken lover's affection,
تَحِيَّةَ صَبٍّ كُلَّما ذُكِرَ الغَضا
رَمى بَينَ جَنبَيهِ بِجَمرٍ مُضَرَّمِ
with the greeting of a lover who, whenever al-Ghada is mentioned,
casts blazing embers between his ribs.
يَحِنُّ لِهاتيكَ الدِيارِ وَأَهلِها
حَنينَ مَشُوقٍ نازِحِ الدارِ مُغرَمِ
He yearns for those dwellings and their people,
with the yearning of an enamored man longing far from home.
يَروحُ عَلى بُرح الهُموم وَيَغتَدي
بِمَفلُوذَةٍ حَرّى وَقَلبٍ مُقَسَّمِ
He goes at evening amid tormenting cares, and at morning
with a burning shred of liver and a heart torn apart.
وَيَذكُرهُ القُمريُّ بِالأَيكِ ساحِقاً
زَمانَ الصِبا مِن شَرخِهِ المُتَقَدِّمِ
And the turtledove, far off in the thicket, reminds him
of his youthful days, the prime of his earlier life,
وَرَقراقِ عَيشٍ راقَ حُسناً وَنَضرَةً
بِأَفياءِ شَرخٍ قَد ضَفا في تَنَعُّمِ
and a shimmering life, pleasing in beauty and freshness,
beneath the shades of youth grown luxuriant in ease,
وَظِلِّ شَبابٍ كانَ يَندى غَضارَةً
وَوَشي رِداءٍ رَيعانُهُ لَم يُنَمنَمِ
and youth's shelter, once dewy with vigor,
and a robe's brocade, its first bloom not yet embroidered.
طَوى بُردهُ كَرّ الجَديدينِ مِثلَ ما
طَوى وُدّ مَن أَهواه عَنّي لُوّمي
The returning day and night folded away its mantle, just as
my reproachers folded away from me the love of the one I cherish.
وَرُبَّ صَديقٍ قَد نَعِمتُ بِقُربِهِ
زَماناً وَجَفنُ الدَهرِ عَن وُدِّنا عَمي
Many a friend whose nearness I once enjoyed
for a time, while fate's eyelid was blind to our affection:
تَدورُ شُموسُ الراحِ بَيني وَبَينَه
بِمَجلِسٍ أُنس في نَدامى كَأَنجُمِ
the suns of wine revolved between us
in a gathering of fellowship, amid drinking companions like stars,
إِلى أَن رَمَتنا الحادِثات بِأَسهُمٍ
وَأَقفَرَ رَبعي مِن هَواه وَمَعلَمي
until calamities shot their arrows at us,
and my dwelling and familiar haunt stood empty of his love.
طَوَت شَخصَهُ عَنّي اللَيالي وَأَسأَرَت
بِقَلبي عَقابيلُ السقامِ المُحكَمِ
The nights folded his presence away from me and left
in my heart the lingering effects of deep-rooted sickness.
وَهَل أَنا إِلّا رَبُّ نَفسٍ معارةٍ
وَقَلبٍ مُعارٍ لِلجَوى وَالتَألُّمِ
And am I anything but the keeper of a borrowed soul
and a heart lent to burning grief and pain?
وَمِمّا شَجاني وَالحَوادِثُ جَمَّةٌ
تَغَيُّرُ دَهرٍ في الكِرام مُحكَّمِ
Among the things that grieve me—and calamities are many—
is the fickleness of time, given mastery over the noble,
وَجَورُ أَخٍ يُبدي التَجَنّي وَيَنثَني
عَلَيَّ بِلَومٍ وَالكِتاب مُحَرّمِ
and the injustice of a brother who displays unfounded blame, then turns
upon me with reproach, while correspondence is forbidden.
فَيا أَيُّها الجاني وَنَسأَلُهُ الرِضا
تَرَفَّق عَلى صَبٍّ بِبَينِكَ قَد رُمي
O you who wrong me, yet whose favor we seek,
be gentle with a lover struck by your departure.
وَأَصغِ إِلى عَتبِ الصَديقِ فَرُبَّما
أَعادَ عِتابٌ خُلّةَ المُتَصَرِّمِ
Listen to a friend's reproach, for perhaps
a remonstrance may restore the friendship of one estranged.
فَها قَد بَسَطتُ العَتبَ فَاِسمَع هَديّةً
وَأَودَعتُهُ سِلكَ الجُمانِ المُنَظّمِ
Here, I have unfolded my reproach; hear it as a gift,
and I have strung it on a thread of ordered pearls.
لَقَد كُنتُ قَبلَ الآنِ جَلداً عَلى النَوى
أَبِيّاً وَلَم أَربع عَلى رَسم مُعلَمِ
Before now, I was indeed steadfast against separation,
unyielding, never stopping at a recognizable dwelling's trace.
عَلى أَنَّني لا غالِبُ الرَأيِ بِالهَوى
وَلا قائِلٌ لِلشَوقِ إِن ضَلَّ يَحلُمِ
For I do not overpower judgment with passion,
nor claim that longing, when astray, will grow wise.
أَروحُ بِأَثوابِ العَفافِ مُسَربَلا
وَأَغدو بِحلمٍ مِثلَ طَودِ يَلَملَمِ
At evening I go clothed in the garments of chastity,
and at morning with forbearance like Mount Yalamlam.
وَإِن نَكَرتني خلَّةٌ أَو نَكرتُها
رَحلتُ إلى أُخرى بِغَيرِ تَنَدُّمِ
If a friendship disowns me, or I disown it,
I move on to another without regret.
فَبدّلَني بالعِزِّ ذُلّاً هَواكُمُ
وَلاعجُ شَوقٍ مِن نَعيمٍ مُخَيّمِ
Love for you has exchanged my dignity for humiliation,
and abiding bliss for the searing flame of longing.
أَقولُ إِذا نامَ الخليُّ وَلَم أَنَم
عَلى حَرّ وَقدٍ لِلضُلوعِ مُقَوَّمِ
I say, when the carefree one sleeps and I cannot sleep,
amid a blaze whose heat straightens my ribs:
خَليليّ ما لِلخلِّ قَد حالَ وُدُّهُ
وَوُدِّي عَلى طُولِ المَدى لَم يُصرّمِ
My two friends, what ails the friend whose affection has changed,
while mine, through all this time, has never been severed?
أَغَيّرَهُ صَرفُ الزِمانِ أَمِ اِرعَوى
إِلى وَشيِ واشٍ أَم مَقال مُنَمنَمِ
Have time's vicissitudes changed him, or has he turned
to a slanderer's insinuations, or to embellished words?
فَيا مُنتَهى الآمالِ يا غايَةَ المُنى
وَنُزهَةَ نَفسِ الصَبِّ يا ذا التَكرُّمِ
O culmination of hopes, O utmost wish,
delight of the lover's soul, O generous one!
لَكَ اللَهُ في صَبٍّ أَضَرَّ بِحالِهِ
بِعادٌ لَهُ في قَلبِهِ فِعلُ لِهذَمِ
God be with you concerning a lover whose plight is ravaged
by distance that acts in his heart like a keen blade.
مُقيمٌ عَلى رَعيِ الذِمام وَطالَ ما
غَذاكَ لِبانَ الوُدِّ غَيرَ مُذَمَّمِ
He abides by the obligations of loyalty, and long
has fed you the milk of affection, free of blame.
صَفَت مِنهُ أَخلاقٌ لَدَيكَ خَليقَةٌ
بِحُسنِ ثَناءٍ مِن فَصيحٍ وَأَعجَمِ
His qualities have proved pure before you, deserving
of fair praise from eloquent and inarticulate alike,
كَزَهرِ الرُبا قَد فَتَّحَتهُ يَدُ الصَبا
وَجَرَّت عَلَيهِ ذَيلَها في تَبَسُّمِ
like flowers on the hills opened by the east wind's hand,
as it trails its hem over them in a smile.
وَراعَ لَهُ حُسن الوِدادِ وَإِن نَبا
زَمانٌ وَلا تَسمَع مَقالَةَ مُجرِمِ
Cherish his sincere affection, even if unkind
times come; do not heed a wrongdoer's words.
أُعيذُكَ مِمَّن قالَ في وَصفِ شَأنِهِ
أَديبٌ لَهُ في الشعرِ فَضلُ تَقَدُّمِ
I seek protection for you from one whose conduct was described
by a man of letters preeminent in poetry:
إِذا ساءَ فِعلُ المَرءِ ساءَت ظُنونُهُ
وَصَدّق ما يَعتادُهُ مِن تَوَهُّمِ
When a man's deeds turn evil, so do his suspicions,
and he believes the delusions that beset him.
وَعادى مُحِبّيهِ بِقَولِ عداتِهِ
وَأَصبَح في شَكٍّ مِنَ اللَيلِ مُظلِمِ
He turns against those who love him at his enemies' word,
and finds himself in doubt, dark as night.
تَذَكّر رَعاكَ اللَهُ سابِقَ خلّةٍ
وَلاحِق عَهدٍ بِالقِلى لَم يُهَدّمِ
Remember—may God preserve you—our earlier friendship
and the later pledge, never demolished by aversion.
جَحَدتَ وَلاءً مِن وَلِيٍّ غَدا لَهُ
عَلى كُلِّ مَولىً فيكَ فَضلُ المُقَدَّمِ
You have denied the loyalty of a friend who has gained
precedence over every other devoted friend of yours.
وَأَنكَرتُ مِنهُ الوُدَّ يُزهى نَضارَةً
وَأَقبلتَهُ صَدرَ الحُسامِ المُصَمَّمِ
And I denied his love, radiant in freshness,
and you met it with the point of a cleaving sword.
فَمَهلاً عَلِيَّ القَدرِ يا مَن بِحُبِّهِ
نَفوزُ غَداً مِن ذي الجَلال بِمَغنَمِ
Gently, O exalted one, O you through love for whom
we shall gain tomorrow a reward from the Lord of Majesty.
أَتَجحَد مَن والاكَ وَالرَبعُ شاسِعٌ
لعاً لَك هَل هَذا فعالُ مُكَرّمِ
Do you deny one who remained loyal to you, though his dwelling is far away?
May you regain your footing! Is this an honored man's conduct?
أَعد ما مَضى يَوماً إِلَيهِ لَعَلّهُ
يَريشُ العَواري مِن نِبالي وَأَسهُمي
Restore to him what once was, so that perhaps it
may feather the bare shafts among my arrows and darts.
وَإِن لَم يَكُن في غَورِ وُدِّكَ مَطمَعٌ
وَهَبّت لَهُ النَكباءُ بِالبينِ تَرتَمي
But if there is no hope in the depths of your affection,
and a crosswind assails it, hurtling with separation,
سأُعمل عِيسِي عَن بِلادِكَ راحِلاً
لِقَولٍ شَريفٍ في العُلا مُتَقَدّمِ
I shall drive my pale camels away from your lands,
heeding the saying of a noble man foremost in eminence:
وَأَولى بِلادٍ بِالمَقامِ مِن الأُلى
بِلادٌ مَتى يَنزل بِها الحُرّ يَغنَمِ
Of all lands, those most worthy of dwelling in
are lands where a free man prospers whenever he settles.
وَقَد مَحّضَتكَ النُصحَ نَفسٌ لِصُحبَةٍ
رعايتها فَرضٌ عَلى كُلِّ مُسلِمِ
A soul has offered you pure counsel, for a companionship
whose preservation is a duty upon every Muslim.
إِذا ما صَحِبتَ المَرءَ فَاِصحَب مُهَذَّباً
كَريمَ السَجايا لِلفَضائل مُنتَمي
When you take a companion, choose one refined,
noble in character and devoted to the virtues.
وَعاشر بِخُلقٍ ما اِستَطَعتُ مُحَبَّب
وَجانب فَدَتكَ النَفسُ كُلَّ مُذَمَّمِ
And deal with others amiably, as far as I have been able,
and shun every blameworthy man—may my soul ransom you.
وَراعِ لِإخوانِ الصَفاءِ حُقوقَهُم
وَإِن أَنتَ ضَيّعتَ الوَفا خِلِّ تَندَمِ
Honor the rights of your true-hearted brothers;
if you neglect fidelity, my friend, you will regret it.
فَيا لا رَعى الرَحمَنُ مَن لَيسَ راعِياً
حُقوقَ إِخاءٍ مِن صَديق مُقَدَّمِ
Ah, may the Most Merciful not protect one who fails to honor
the rights of brotherhood from a cherished friend.
وَأَحسِن إِلى الأَيّام وَاِعلَم بِأَنَّها
مَطايا إِلى لَحدٍ بِغَبراءَ مُقتَمِ
Treat the days well, and know that they
are mounts to a grave, darkened in dusty earth.
فَما الدَهرُ إِلّا مِثلُ أَحلامِ نائِمٍ
وَعِزُّ الفَتى فيهِ كَطَيفٍ مُسَلّمِ
Time is nothing but the dreams of a sleeper,
and a man's glory in it is like a phantom offering greeting.
وَلا تَكُ مَغروراً بِعِزٍّ تَنالُهُ
بِهِ وَاِخشَ يَوماً أَن يَطاك بِمنسَمِ
Do not be deluded by the glory you attain
through it; fear a day when it tramples you with a camel's hoof.
وَراقِب إِلَهَ العَرشِ وَاعلَم بِأَنَّهُ
يَرى ما خَفي مِن كُلِّ أَمرٍ مُكَتَّمِ
Be mindful of the Lord of the Throne, and know that He
sees what lies hidden in every concealed matter.
وَهاكَ قَريضاً قَد بَدا عَن رَويَّةٍ
تَضمّنَ عَتباً مِثلَ عِقدٍ مُنَظّمِ
Here is verse that has emerged from reflection,
bearing reproach like a necklace of strung beads.
خِلالَ سُطُورِ الشَوقِ يَبدو كَأَنَّهُ
لَمى شادِنٍ يَبدُو خِلالَ تَبَسُّمِ
Between the lines of longing it appears as though it were
a young gazelle's dusky lip-color, showing through a smile.
أَرَقُّ مِنَ الصَهباءِ شُجّت عَشِيَّةً
بِمُزنٍ مَرَت أَخلافُهُ يَدُ مِرزَمِ
More delicate than tawny wine diluted one evening
with cloud-water, its udders milked by Mirzam's hand.
وَدُم في نَعيمٍ دائِمٍ وَمَسَرَّةٍ
بِعَيشٍ هَنيءٍ مِن ذُرا العِزِّ وَاِسلَمِ
Remain in lasting bliss and joy,
with a pleasant life on glory's heights; fare well.
مَقامُكَ مَحمودٌ وَبابُكَ مَلجَأٌ
وَظِلُّكَ مَمدودٌ لَهُ السَعد يَنتَمي
Your station is praised, your door a refuge,
and your shade stretches wide, with good fortune belonging to it,
مَدى الدَهر ما بَكّى القَريض بِسَجعِهِ
هَديلُ وَفاءٍ قَد مَضى بِتَرَنّمِ
through all time, while poetry is made to weep by the rhyming
coo of bygone fidelity, uttered in melody.
Sol 6.1