أراقِبُهُ في حالَةِ الخَوفِ وَالرَجا

أراقِبُهُ في حالَةِ الخَوفِ وَالرَجا

وَأَصبِحَ بَينَ الحالَتَينِ كَما أَمسي

وَأَصبِحَ بَينَ الحالَتَينِ كَما أَمسي

I watch him in a state of fear and hope.

I watch him in fear and hope

And in the morning I am between the two states, just as in the evening.

And become between the two states as I become in the evening

إِذا قَبَضتَني دونَهُ وَحشَةُ الحَيا

إِذا قَبَضتَني دونَهُ وَحشَةُ الحَيا

دَعاني إِلَيهِ الشَوقُ في بِسطَةِ الإِنسِ

دَعاني إِلَيهِ الشَوقُ في بِسطَةِ الإِنسِ

When the desolation of bashfulness holds me back from him,

If loneliness seizes me without him, the desolation of life

Longing calls me to him in the expansiveness of intimacy.

Longing calls me to him in the simplicity of humanity

وَأَصبَحَ قَلبي مُستَقَرّاً يَقينُهُ

وَأَصبَحَ قَلبي مُستَقَرّاً يَقينُهُ

بِمَشهَدِهِ القُدسِيِّ في كَوني الحَسِيِّ

بِمَشهَدِهِ القُدسِيِّ في كَوني الحَسِيِّ

And my heart has become steadfast in its certainty

And my heart becomes settled, its certainty

Of his sacred presence within my sensory existence.

With its holy vision in my sensory universe