Sol 6.1

  1. صديتُ إلى وادي العقيقفأدمعي

    عقيقٌ فهلْ لي أن أمصَّ به مصّا

    I thirsted for the valley of al-Aqiq, and so my tears

    Are carnelian—may I take a sip there?

  2. صدُور أُولى الأشواق نحو محمدٍ

    حرارٌ فهلْ لي أن أبلَّ به قصا

    The bosoms of those who long for Muhammad

    Are burning—may I moisten my breast there?

  3. صدرتُ بلا وردٍ فاصبحتُ عاطشاً

    وصدري وأجفاني من الشوق قد غصّا

    I came away without a drink, and so became thirsty,

    And my breast and eyelids have choked with longing.

  4. صَدَحتُ بشعري من بعيد ولم أطرْ

    وكيفَ مطاري والجناحان قد قصا

    I sang out my poetry from afar, yet did not fly;

    And how could I fly, when both wings had been clipped?

  5. صُدوعُ فؤادي لا يداوي جراحها

    سوى ذكره هذا دواءٌ به خُصا

    The fissures in my heart—nothing heals their wounds

    Save remembrance of him; this is the remedy specially granted to it.

  6. صدعتُ بأبياتي الدُجى لو صُدعتها

    براحلةٍ تفلى نواصى الفلا نصّا

    I cleft the darkness with my verses—if only I had cleft it

    On a riding camel combing the forelocks of the wastes at full speed.

  7. صدقتُ ولم تصْدُق لنفسي عزيمةٌ

    ترصُّ بناء القصد في وقته رصّا

    I was sincere, yet no resolve held firm within my soul,

    To set the edifice of purpose firmly in place at its proper time.

  8. صديتُ وما يجلو سوى نوره الصدا

    فلولاه ما ابيضَّ الصباحُ ولاَ مصَّا

    I have grown rusty, and nothing but his light clears away the rust.

    But for him, morning would neither whiten nor sip.

  9. صديقي تجهّز نحو قبر محمدٍ

    وصيّة خلّ ليس يألو إذا وصّى

    My friend, make ready to journey toward Muhammad's grave:

    The counsel of a friend who spares no effort when he counsels.

  10. صدوداً لما تهوى فقد رحل الصبَا

    ودال عليك الدهر بالشيب فاقتصا

    Turn away from what you desire, for youth has departed,

    And time has gained the upper hand over you with gray hair, exacting its revenge.