Ibn Hazm al-Andalusi: "My aspiration in this world..."
مُنَايَ مِنَ الدُّنْيا عُلومٌ أَبُثُّهَا * وأنْشُرُهَا فِي كُلِّ بَادٍ وحَاضِرِ
دُعَاءٌ إلَى القُرْءانِ والسُّنَنِ التِي * تَنَاسَى رِجَالٌ ذِكْرَهَا في المَحَاضِرِ
وأَلْزَمُ أَطْرافَ الثُّغُورِ مُجَاهِداً * إذَا هَيْعَةٌ ثَارَتْ فَأَوَّلُ نَافِرِ
لأَلْقَى حِمَامِي مُقْبِلاً غَيرَ مُدْبِرٍ * بِسُمْرِ العَوالِي والرِّقَاقِ البَواتِرِ
كِفَاحاً مَعَ الكُفَّارِ فِي حَوْمَةِ الوَغَى * وأَكْرَمُ مَوْتٍ لِلْفَتَى قَتْلُ كَافِرِ
فَيَا رَبِّ لا تَجْعَلْ حِمَامِي بِغِيرِهَا * ولا تَجْعَلَنِّي مِنْ قَطِينِ المقَابِر
My aspiration in this world is to put forth knowledge,
And to spread it openly in every town and village;
Being one who is calling to the Qur'an and sunan,
That, in their gatherings, the men have forgotten;
And, as a Mujahid, on the farthest frontlines to stay,
If I am called forth, being the first to make my way;
With the clanking of weapons in the darkness, frequented by silence,
Clashing with the disbelievers, encircled by the violence;
Not turning back, facing my demise with my chest,
To be killed by a disbeliever is the youth's death noblest;
So, O my Lord, allow me not to die in any other way,
And use me not as a stuffing for the graves.
[Ibn Hazm's 'at-Talkhis li Wujuh at-Takhlis'; p. 57]
مُنَايَ مِنَ الدُّنْيا عُلومٌ أَبُثُّهَا * وأنْشُرُهَا فِي كُلِّ بَادٍ وحَاضِرِ
دُعَاءٌ إلَى القُرْءانِ والسُّنَنِ التِي * تَنَاسَى رِجَالٌ ذِكْرَهَا في المَحَاضِرِ
وأَلْزَمُ أَطْرافَ الثُّغُورِ مُجَاهِداً * إذَا هَيْعَةٌ ثَارَتْ فَأَوَّلُ نَافِرِ
لأَلْقَى حِمَامِي مُقْبِلاً غَيرَ مُدْبِرٍ * بِسُمْرِ العَوالِي والرِّقَاقِ البَواتِرِ
كِفَاحاً مَعَ الكُفَّارِ فِي حَوْمَةِ الوَغَى * وأَكْرَمُ مَوْتٍ لِلْفَتَى قَتْلُ كَافِرِ
فَيَا رَبِّ لا تَجْعَلْ حِمَامِي بِغِيرِهَا * ولا تَجْعَلَنِّي مِنْ قَطِينِ المقَابِر
My aspiration in this world is to put forth knowledge,
And to spread it openly in every town and village;
Being one who is calling to the Qur'an and sunan,
That, in their gatherings, the men have forgotten;
And, as a Mujahid, on the farthest frontlines to stay,
If I am called forth, being the first to make my way;
With the clanking of weapons in the darkness, frequented by silence,
Clashing with the disbelievers, encircled by the violence;
Not turning back, facing my demise with my chest,
To be killed by a disbeliever is the youth's death noblest;
So, O my Lord, allow me not to die in any other way,
And use me not as a stuffing for the graves.
[Ibn Hazm's 'at-Talkhis li Wujuh at-Takhlis'; p. 57]
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