Sol 6.1

  1. أَوحَت لِطَرفِكَ فَاِستَهَلَّ شُؤونا

    دارٌ مَرَرتَ بِها عَلى قَيسونا

    It stirred your eye, and streams of tears began to flow—

    a house you passed by at Qaysun.

  2. غاضَت بَشاشَتُها وَقَضَّت شَملَها

    دُنيا تَغُرُّ السادِرَ المَفتونا

    Its gladness ebbed, and its fellowship was shattered by

    a world that beguiles the heedless, enthralled soul.

  3. نَزَلَت عَوادِيَ الدَهرِ في ساحاتِها

    وَأَقَلَّ رَفرَفِها الخُطوبَ العونا

    Time's ravages descended into its courtyards,

    and its canopy bore recurring calamities.

  4. فَتَكادُ مِن أَسَفٍ عَلى آسي الحِمى

    مِن كُلِّ ناحِيَةٍ تَثورُ شُجونا

    So, grieving for the healer of this refuge, it almost

    erupts in sorrow from every side.

  5. تِلكَ العِيادَةُ لَم تَكُن عَبَثاً وَلا

    شَرَكاً لِصَيدِ مَآرِبٍ وَكَمينا

    That clinic was no idle venture, nor

    a snare for hunting private gains, or an ambush.

  6. دارُ اِبنِ سينا نُزِّهَت حُجُراتُها

    عَن أَن تَضُمَّ ضَلالَةً وَمُجونا

    The house of Ibn Sina—its chambers were kept free

    of harboring error or debauchery.

  7. خَبَتِ المَطالِعُ مِن أَغَرِّ مُؤَمَّلٍ

    كَالفَجرِ ثَغراً وَالصَباحِ جَبينا

    The rising lights have faded—those of a radiant man in whom hopes rested,

    his mouth like dawn, his brow like morning,

  8. وَمِنَ الوُفودِ كَأَنَّهُم مِن حَولِهِ

    مَرضى بِعيسى الروحِ يَستَشفونا

    and of the throngs around him, who seemed

    like patients seeking healing from a Jesus in spirit.

  9. مَثَلٌ تَصَوَّرَ مِن حَياةٍ حُرَّةٍ

    لِلنَشءِ يَنطِقُ في السُكوتِ مُبينا

    An ideal took shape from a free life,

    speaking clearly to the young in silence.

  10. لَم تُحصَ مِن عَهدِ الصِبا حَرَكاتُهُ

    وَتَخالُهُنَّ مِنَ الخُشوعِ سُكونا

    His deeds since boyhood were beyond counting,

    yet in their humility you would mistake them for stillness.

  11. جَمَحَت جِراحُ المُعوِزينَ وَأَعضَلَت

    أَدواؤُهُم وَتَغَيَّبَ الشافونا

    The wounds of the needy ran wild; intractable were

    their ailments, and the healers were gone.

  12. ماتَ الجَوادُ بِطِبِّهِ وَبِأَجرِهِ

    وَلَرُبَّما بَذَلَ الدَواءَ مُعينا

    Dead is the man generous with his medicine and fees;

    and often he gave medicine, lending aid.

  13. وَتَجُسُّ راحَتُهُ العَليلَ وَتارَةً

    تَكسو الفَقيرَ وَتُطعِمُ المِسكينا

    His palm would examine the sick, and at times

    clothe the poor and feed the destitute.

  14. أَدّى أَمانَةَ عِلمِهِ وَلَطالَما

    حَمَلَ الصَداقَةَ وافِياً وَأَمينا

    He fulfilled the trust of his knowledge, and so often

    honored friendship, loyal and trustworthy.

  15. وَقَضى حُقوقَ الأَهلِ يُحسِنُ تارَةً

    بِأَبيهِ أَو يَصِلُ القَرابَةَ حينا

    He fulfilled his family's rights, sometimes showing kindness

    to his father, or at times maintaining ties with kin.

  16. خُلُقٌ وَدينٌ في زَمانٍ لا نَرى

    خُلُقاً عَلَيهِ وَلا تُصادِفُ دينا

    Good character and faith, in an age when we see

    no good character in it, nor encounter faith.

  17. أَمُداوِيَ الأَرواحِ قَبلَ جُسومِها

    قُم داوِ فيكَ فُؤادِيَ المَحزونا

    O healer of souls before their bodies,

    rise and heal my heart, grieving for you.

  18. رَوِّح بِلَفظِكَ كُلَّ روحِ مُعَذَّبٍ

    حَيرانَ طارَ بِلُبِّهِ الناعونا

    With your words, soothe every tormented man's soul,

    bewildered, his reason swept away by those announcing your death.

  19. قَد كالَ لِلقَدَرِ العِتابَ وَرُبَّما

    ظَنَّ المُدَلَّهُ بِالقَضاءِ ظُنونا

    He has poured reproach on fate, and perhaps

    the distraught man has harbored misgivings about destiny.

  20. داوَيتَ كُلَّ مُحَطَّمٍ فَشَفَيتَهُ

    وَنَسيتَ داءً في الضُلوعِ دَفينا

    You treated every broken sufferer and healed him,

    yet forgot a malady buried within your ribs:

  21. كَبِدٌ عَلى دَمِها اِتَّكَأتَ وَلَحمِها

    فَحَمَلتَ هَمَّ المُسلِمينَ سِنيا

    a liver on whose blood and flesh you leaned,

    and so you bore the Muslims' cares for years.

  22. ظَلَّت وَراءَ الحَربِ تَشقى بِالنَوى

    وَتَذوبُ لِلوَطَنِ الكَريمِ حَنينا

    In the wake of war, it suffered the pain of separation,

    and melted with longing for the noble homeland.

  23. ناصَرتَ في فَجرِ القَضِيَّةِ مُصطَفى

    فَنَصَرتَ خُلُقاً في الشَبابِ مَتينا

    At the dawn of the cause, you stood by Mustafa,

    and championed steadfast character among the young.

  24. أَقدَمتَ في العِشرينَ تَحتَ لِوائِهِ

    وَرَوائِعُ الإِقدامِ في العِشرينا

    At twenty you advanced beneath his banner,

    and at twenty come the splendid feats of daring.

  25. لَم تَبغِ دُنيا طالَما أَغضى لَها

    حُمسُ الدُعاةِ وَطَأطَؤوا العِرنينا

    You sought no worldly gain, before which eyes were so often lowered

    by fervent advocates, who bowed their proud noses.

  26. رُحماكَ يوسُفُ قِف رِكابَكَ ساعَةً

    وَاِعطِف عَلى يَعقوبَ فيهِ حَزينا

    Have mercy, Yusuf! Halt your mounts a moment,

    and show compassion to Yaqub, grieving for him.

  27. لَم يَدرِ خَلفَ النَعشِ مِن حَرِّ الجَوى

    أَيَشُقُّ جَيباً أَم يَشُقُّ وَتينا

    Behind the bier, scorched by grief, he did not know

    whether to rend his collar or sever his heart's artery.

  28. ساروا بِمُهجَتِهِ فَحُمِّلَ ثُكلَها

    وَقَضَوا بِعائِلِهِ فَمالَ غَبينا

    They carried away his heart's blood; he was burdened with its loss.

    And they took his provider away; he drooped, feeling robbed.

  29. أَتَعودُ في رَكبِ الرَبيعِ إِذا اِنثَنى

    بَهِجاً يَزُفُّ الوَردَ وَالنِسرينا

    Will you return in spring's procession when it comes back,

    joyful, ushering in roses and eglantine?

  30. هَيهاتَ مِن سَفَرِ المَنِيَّةِ أَوبَةٌ

    حَتّى يُهيبَ الصُبحُ بِالسارينا

    Far beyond reach is a return from death's journey,

    until dawn calls to the travelers by night,

  31. وَيُقالُ لِلأَرضِ الفَضاءِ تَمَخَّضي

    فَتَرُدُّ شَيخاً أَو تَمُجُّ جَنينا

    and the spacious earth is told, 'Go into labor,'

    then gives back an old man or disgorges a fetus.

  32. اللَهُ أَبقى أَينَ مِن جَسَدي يَدٌ

    لَم أَنسَ رِفقَ بَنانِها وَاللينا

    God endures! Where is that hand upon my body?

    I have not forgotten its fingers' gentleness and softness,

  33. حَتّى تَمَثَّلَتِ العِنايَةُ صورَةً

    تومي بِراحٍ أَو تُجيلُ عُيونا

    so that care itself took visible form,

    gesturing with palms or casting its eyes about.

  34. فَجَرَرتُ جُثماني وَهانَت كُربَةٌ

    لَولا اِعتِناؤُكَ لَم تَكُن لِتَهونا

    So I dragged my body along, and an ordeal grew lighter,

    which, without your care, would never have eased.

  35. إِنَّ الشِفاءَ مِنَ الحَياةِ وَعَونِها

    ما كانَ آسَ بِالشِفاءِ ضَمينا

    Indeed, healing comes from life and its aid;

    no healer ever guaranteed a cure.

  36. وَاليَومَ أَرتَجِلُ الرِثاءَ وَأَنزَوي

    في مَأتَمٍ أَبكي مَعَ الباكينا

    Today I improvise an elegy and withdraw

    into a mourning gathering, weeping with those who weep.

  37. سُبحانَ مَن يَرِثُ الطَبيبَ وَطِبِّهِ

    وَيُري المَريضَ مَصارِعَ الآسينا

    Glory to Him who inherits the physician and his healing art,

    and shows the patient the places where healers fall.