ﻟَﺤﻈَﺔُ ﺍﻟﺼَّﻤﺖِ ﻛﺎﻧﺖْ ﻛَﻼﻣًﺎ
ﺑﻴﻨﻨﺎ
ﻟُﻐَﺔً ﻟﻴﺲَ ﻳَﻔﻬَﻤُﻬﺎ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻮﺟﻮﺩِ
ﺳِﻮﺍﻧﺎ
ﺇﻧَّﻬﺎ ﺃﺑْﺠَﺪِﻳَّﺔُ ﻣَﻦ ﻳَﻌﺸَﻘﻮﻥَ
ﻭﻣَﻦْ ﻳَﻨﺰِﻓﻮﻥْ
ﺇﻧَّﻪُ ﺍﻟﻨُّﻄﻖُ ﻣِﻦْ ﺣَﺪَﻗﺎﺕِ ﺍﻟﻌُﻴﻮﻥْ
ﻛُﻠُّﻨﺎ ﻣُﻐْﺮَﻣﻮﻥْ
ﻛﻠُّﻨﺎ ﻋﺎﺷِﻘﻮﻥْ
ﺑَﺼْﻤَﺔُ ﺍﻟﻌِﺸْﻖِ ﻻ ﺗَﺘﺸﺎﺑَﻪُ
ﺑﻴﻦَ ﺍﻷﺣﺒَّﺔِ
ﺣﺘﻰ ﻳَﻜﻮﻧﻮﺍ
ﺑِﻨﻔﺲِ ﺍﻟﺒﺮﺍﺀَﺓِ
ﻧَﻔﺲِ ﺍﻟﻄَّﻬﺎﺭَﺓِ
ﻧﻔﺲِ ﺍﻟﺠُﻨﻮﻥْ
ﻟﻴﺲَ ﻟﻠﺤﺐِّ ﺁﺧِﺮْ
ﺭِﺣﻠَﺔُ ﺍﻟﻌِﺸﻖِ ﺃﻃﻮَﻝُ
ﻣِﻦ ﺳَﻨَﻮﺍﺕِ ﺍﻟﻌُﻤُﺮْ
ﻭﻣِﻦ ﻫَﻤَﺴﺎﺕِ ﺍﻟﻈُّﻨﻮﻥْ
ﺃﻧﺖِ ﻛﻞُّ ﺍﻟﻤَﺮﺍﻓﺊِ ﻟﻮ ﻳَﻌﻠَﻤﻮﻥْ
ﺃﻧﺖِ ﻋَﺼﺮُ ﺍﻟﻨُّﺒﻮﺀَﺓِ
ﺃﻧﺖِ ﺍﻟﺨُﺼﻮﺑَﺔُ
ﺃﻧﺖِ ﺍﻟﺘَّﻮَﺣُّﺪُ
ﺃﻧﺖِ ﺍﻟﺰَّﻣﺎﻥُ ﺍﻟﺤَﻨﻮﻥْ
ﻛﻞُّ ﺃَﺯْﻣِﻨَﺔِ ﺍﻟﺤﺐِّ ﺗَﺮﺣﻞُ
ﺇﻻ ﺯَﻣﺎﻧَﻚِ
ﻣﺎﺯﺍﻝَ ﻳَﻨﺒِﺾُ
ﺭَﻏْﻢَ ﺍﻟﺴُّﻜﻮﻥْ
ﻛﻞُّ ﺷﻲﺀٍ ﺟﻤﻴﻞٍ ﺗَﻮﺍﺭَﻯ
ﻭﻟَﻜِﻦْ
ﻋُﻴﻮﻧُﻚِ ﺗَﺰﺩﺍﺩُ ﺣُﺴْﻨًﺎ
ﻭﺗَﺰﺩﺍﺩُ ﻋُﻤْﻘًﺎ
ﻭﺃﺯﺩﺍﺩُ ﻋِﺸﻘًﺎ ﻟِﻬَﺬﻱ ﺍﻟﻔُﺘُﻮﻥْ
ﻟَﻢْ ﻳَﻌُﺪْ ﻟﻲ ﺳِﻮﺍﻙِ
ﺍﻣْﻨَﺤﻴﻨﻲ ﺍﻟﻬُﻮﻳَّﺔْ
ﺃﺩْﺧِﻠﻴﻨﻲ ﻟِﺤﻀْﺮَﺓِ ﻋَﻴﻨﻴﻚِ
ﻛﻞُّ ﺍﻟﺼِّﻌﺎﺏِ ﺃﻣﺎﻣﻲ ﺗَﻬﻮﻥْ
ﻟﻴﺲَ ﻟﻲ ﻣِﻦ ﻣَﻜﺎﻥٍ
ﻭﻻ ﻣﻦ ﺯَﻣﺎﻥٍ
ﻭﺣَﻴﺚُ ﺗَﻜﻮﻧﻴﻦَ
ﻗَﻠﺒﻲ ﻳَﻜﻮﻥْ
ﺃﻳُّﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﺠﺎﻫِﻠﻮﻥَ
ﻣَﻌﺎﻧﻲ ﺍﻟﻤَﺤَﺒَّﺔْ
ﻟﻴﺲَ ﻟِﻲَ ﺃﻥْ ﺃُﺑَﺮِّﺭَ ﻫﺬﺍ ﺍﻟﺸُّﻌﻮﺭَ
ﻓﻠﻦْ ﺗَﻔﻬَﻤﻮﻧﻲ
ﻭﻟﻦ ﺗَﻌﺬُﺭﻭﻧﻲ
ﻟﺤْﻈَﺔُ ﺍﻟﺤﺐِّ ﺃﺭﻭَﻉُ ﻣﺎ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻮﺟﻮﺩِ
ﻓﻬﻞ ﺗُﻨﻜِﺮﻭﻥْ؟
ﻭﻫﻞ ﺗَﻬْﺮُﺑﻮﻥْ؟
ﺃﻳُّﻬﺎ ﺍﻟﻜﺎﻓﺮﻭﻥَ
ﺑِﺪﻳﻦِ ﺍﻟﻤَﺤَﺒَّﺔِ
ﻻ ﺗَﺴﺄﻟﻮﻧﻲ
ﻋَﻦِ ﺍﻟﺤُﺐِّ ﺣﺘَّﻰ
ﺗَﺬﻭﻗﻮﻩُ ﻣِﺜﻠﻲَ
ﺃﻭ ﺗُﺆﻣِﻨﻮﻥ
