كَنَبْتُ وَلَحظي قد تَبدَّلَ نَرجساً

كَنَبْتُ وَلَحظي قد تَبدَّلَ نَرجساً

بورْد وَدَمعي قَدْ تَساقطَ مَنْثورا

بورْد وَدَمعي قَدْ تَساقطَ مَنْثورا

I wrote, my gaze having exchanged narcissus

I grew and my gaze has changed into a narcissus

for roses, while my tears fell in scattered drops.

My tears have fallen scattered like rose petals

وَلي زمناً يا نور لم أركم به

وَلي زمناً يا نور لم أركم به

وَغَايةُ بُرء العين أَنْ تُبصِرَ النّورا

وَغَايةُ بُرء العين أَنْ تُبصِرَ النّورا

And for some time, O Nur, I have not seen you,

And I have a time, O light, when I did not see you

and the eye’s ultimate cure is to behold the light.

The pinnacle of innocence is for the eye to see the light