Anā mashghūlun bi-Laylā

أَنَا مَشْغُولٌ بِلَيْلَى
عَنْ جَمِيعِ الْكَوْنِ جُمْلَهْ
فَإِذَا مَا قِيلَ مَنْ ذَا
قُلْ هُوَ الصَّبُّ الْمُوَلَّهْ
أَخَذَتْهُ الرَّاحُ حَتَّى
لَمْ تُبَقِّي فِيهِ فَضْلَهْ
رَاحُ أُنْسٍ رَاحُ قُدْسٍ
لَيْسَتِ الرَّاحُ الْمُضِلَّهْ
نَسَمَاتُ الْقُرْبِ هَبَّتْ
مِنْ رُبُوعِ الْعَامِرِيَّة
أَطْرَبَتْ رُوحِي وَسِرِّي
حِينَ أَهْدَتْ لِي التَّحِيَّة
وَسَرَتْ فِي الْكَوْنِ مِنْهَا
نَفَحَاتٌ عَنْبَرِيَّة
فَارْوِ عَنِّي مِنْ حَدِيثِي
إِنْ تَكُنْ يَا سَعْدُ أَهْلَهْ
إِنَّهُ سِرٌّ شَرِيفٌ
لَيْسَ لِلأَغْيَارِ يُذْكَر
إِنَّهُ مَعْنًى لَطِيفٌ
عَنْ جَمِيعِ النَّاسِ يُسْتَر
غَيْرَ عَنْ عَبْدٍ تَقِيٍّ
صُوفِيٍ صَافٍ مُحَرَّرْ
ذِي شَرِيعَة وَحَقِيقَة
جَمَعَ الْفَرْعَ وَأَصْلَهْ
أَيْنَ أَرْبَابُ الْمَثَانِي
وَالْعُلُومِ اللَّدُنِيَّة
أَيْنَ أَصْحَابُ الْمَعَانِي
وَالنُّفُوسِ الْعُلُوِيَّة
أَنَا أَدْعُو مَنْ دَعَانِي
هَكَذَا حُكْمُ الْقَضِيَّة
فِي خُصُوصٍ لَا عُمُومٍ
عَلَّةً مِنْ بَعْدِ نَهْلَهْ

Anā mashghūlun bi-Laylā
ʿAn jamīʿi-l-kawni jumlah
Fa-idhā mā qīla man dhā
Qul huwa-ṣ-ṣabbu-l-muwallah
Akhadhat-hu-r-rāḥu ḥattā
Lam tuba qī fīhi faḍlah
Rāḥu unsin rāḥu qudsin
Laysati-r-rāḥu-l-muḍillah
Nasamātu-l-qurbi habbat
Min rubūʿi-l-ʿĀmiriyyah
Aṭrabat rūḥī wa sirrī
Ḥīna ahdat liy-at-taḥiyyah
Wa sarat fī-l-kawni minhā
Nafaḥātun ʿanbariyyah
Farwi ʿannī min ḥadīthī
In takun yā Saʿdu ahlah
Innahu sirrun sharīfun
Laysa lil-aghyāri yudhkar
Innahu maʿnan laṭīfun
ʿAn jamīʿi-n-nāsi yustar
Ghayra ʿan ʿabdin taqiyyin
Ṣūfiyyin ṣāfin muḥarrar
Dhī sharīʿatin wa ḥaqīqatin
Jamaʿa-l-farʿa wa aṣlah
Ayna arbābu-l-mathānī
Wa-l-ʿulūmi-l-laduniyyah
Ayna aṣḥābu-l-maʿānī
Wa-n-nufūsi-l-ʿuluwiyyah
Anā adʿū man daʿānī
Hākadhā ḥukmu-l-qaḍiyyah
Fī khuṣūṣin lā ʿumūmin
ʿAllatan min baʿdi nahlah

I am consumed by Laylā,
cut off from all the world besides her.
And if they ask, “Who is this?”
say: the love-struck one, undone.
Love’s wine has seized him so completely
that nothing of him remains untouched.
A wine of intimacy, a wine of holiness
not the wine that leads astray.
Breezes of nearness swept toward me
from the dwelling-places of the Beloved;
they stirred my soul and my deepest secret
when they offered me their greeting.
And from it flowed through all creation
breezes perfumed with amber.
So tell my story on my behalf,
if you, O Saʿd, are worthy of bearing it.
For it is a noble secret,
never spoken before the unworthy.
It is a subtle meaning,
veiled from all of humankind
save from a devout servant,
a pure and liberated Sufi,
one who unites Law and Truth,
gathering branch and root as one.
Where are the masters of inner meanings?
Where are those endowed with divine knowings?
Where are the people of realities,
the souls that dwell in higher realms?
I answer only the one who calls to me
such is the law that governs this affair.
It is a private matter, not for all alike:
a state that comes after one has drunk deeply.