‏كل ما في الكون حب وجمال — Jawahiri

‏كلُّ ما في الكون حب وجمالُ

بتجليك وإن عز المنالُ

All that is in the universe is love and beauty,

At your appearing, though you are hard to attain.

بسط النور فكم ثائر بحر

هادئاً بات وكم ماجت رمال

Light spread: how many a raging sea

Became calm, and how often sands surged!

ورياض ضاحَكَ الزهرَ بها

ثغرُك الصافي وناجاها الخيال

And gardens where the flowers exchanged smiles

With your pure lips, and imagination whispered to them.

وسهول كاد يعرو هَضْبَها

نزقٌ من صبوة لولا الجلال

And plains, whose uplands would almost be overtaken

By passion's recklessness, were it not for majesty.

ما لمن يهوى جمالا زائلا

وعلى البدر جمال ما يُزال

What ails one who loves a fleeting beauty,

While the full moon bears a beauty never effaced?

لا عدمِناك مروجـاً للهوى

جدَة فيها وللدهر اقتبال

May we never lose you, meadows of love,

Freshness is in them, and time has a new beginning.

عيشُنا غض وميدان الصبا

فيه مجرىً للتصابي ومجال

Our life is fresh, and the field of youth

Holds a course for youthful play, and space.

يا أحباي وكم من عثرة

سلفت ما بالُ هذي لا تقال

O my beloveds, how many a misstep

Has gone before—why is this one not forgiven?

علَّلونا بوعـود منكـم

ربما قد علل الظمآنَ آل

Soothe us with promises from you;

A mirage has sometimes soothed the thirsty.

وعدوني بسوى القرب فقد

شفَّني الهجرانُ منكم والوصال

And promise me something other than nearness, for

Estrangement from you and union alike have wasted me.

لا أمَّل العيش ما شئتم فكونوا

لسوى حبكم يحلو الملال

I do not tire of life; be whatever you wish.

It is sweet to tire of anything but loving you.

أمن العدل وما جُزْتُ الصبا

ومداه يألف الشيبَ القذال

Is it just—when I have not passed beyond youth

And its span—that my nape should grow familiar with gray hair?

إنها أنفُسُ لم تخلق سدى

ورقيقات قلوب لا جبـال

They are souls that were not created in vain,

And tender hearts, not mountains.

أشتكى منكم وأشكو لكمُ

إنَّ دائي في هواكم لعُضال

I complain of you, and complain to you;

Indeed, my sickness in loving you is incurable.

فعلى الرفق كفاني في الهوى

ما أُلاقي وكفاكم ذا المِطال

So be gentle; I have had enough in love

Of what I endure; enough of this stalling from you.

ألذنبٍ تصطلي حَرَّ الجْوى

مهجٌ كانت لها فيكم ظِلال

Is it for a sin that longing's heat scorches

Hearts that once found shade in you?

أرتجيها صفوة منكم وأن

زَعَموها بغيةً ليست تنال

I hope for it—pure affection from you—even though

They have claimed it is a wish that cannot be attained.

إنما أغرى زماني بكم

نِعَمٌ طابت وأيام طِوال

Nothing set my fate against you but

Sweet blessings and long days.

لا أذُم الدهر هذي سُنة

للهنا حال وللأحزان حال

I do not blame time; this is the rule:

Joy has its time, and sorrows have theirs.

قد حثثناها مطايا صبوة

لكُمُ أوشك يعروها الكلال

We spurred them on, mounts of yearning,

For you; weariness was about to overtake them.

ورجعنا منكمُ خِلواً ولو

أكلت منهن آمال هزال

And we returned from you empty-handed, even though

Lean hopes had eaten away at them.

لا تقولوا هجرُنا عن علة

ربما سَرَّ حسوداً ما يقال

Do not say that forsaking us has a cause;

What is said may delight an envious person.

أنا من جربتموه ذلك الطاهرُ

الحبِ إذا شِينت خِصـال

I am the one you have tested, that pure one

In love, when character is sullied.

شيم هذَّبْنَ طبعي في الهوى

مثلَّما يجلو من السيف الصِّقال

Virtues have refined my nature in love,

Just as polishing brightens the sword.

أيها الناعمُ في لذاته

لذةُ النفس على الروح وَبال

O you who luxuriate in your pleasures,

The self's pleasure is a bane to the spirit.

شهوة غرَّتك فانقدْتَ لها

ومُنى المرء شعور وكمال

A craving deceived you, so you yielded to it;

And a person's aspirations are feeling and perfection.