The guardian of virtues
A poem by the honorable poet, Mustafa Al-Taribaq
Please note that some nuances may be lost in translation, but we hope this captures the essence of the poem.
In eulogy for the distinguished and righteous scholar, Sidi Al-Amine Rusi El-Hassani, may God have mercy on him and grant him a place in His vast gardens.
Today, I weep for Al-Amin, and I'm filled with sorrow,
As my heart beats with fear, trembling and unsure.
I've come to eulogize, for eulogizing is an honor,
For someone who nurtured virtues, a role model we've sought after.
His loss is a tragedy, a calamity so deep,
Nothing after it will be like the grief that we weep.
The noble, the virtuous, the generous one has departed,
His character a reflection of the Quran, deeply devoted-hearted.
Death, a divine decree, when it arrives we must obey,
In righteousness, we shall find strength to face that day.
God's decree, on that day, we have to accept and obey,
For in His wisdom, we find solace as we continue our way.
This is a poem by a grieving poet,
For the noble soul whose love was deeply felt.
Within it, my son, I start to unfold,
The virtues of the trusted, the home for us all.
I had no means but the verses to convey,
The noble qualities within him I display.
I came to prepare her kind,
But truly, I'm unable, my words won't bind.
Multiplicity of virtues is seen in his grace,
Where every assembly praises his place.
We knew him as a jurist so pure,
In his company, modesty we'd assure.
In knowledge he excelled, he was a light so bright,
His guidance was perfect, his insights so right.
Yet knowledge alone was not his decree,
Without noble actions, as clear as could be.
We knew in the trustworthy honorable traits,
In him, the highest of honors await.
O noble, generous soul, greetings to you,
You, whose heart is devoted to God, so true.
You were always the bearer of good news,
Calling us to righteousness, in whom we'd choose.
Your virtues, indeed, have no ending or limit,
A source from which excellence is emitted.
When I mention your name, I tremble with awe,
As if I'd seen something to which hearts draw.
It's as if my eyes see a promising sight,
Like the morning light, shining so bright.
The world has shown me your virtues so vast,
I can't count them all; they're so steadfast.
Your memory in my heart, forever it'll stay,
Like the illuminated dawn, lighting our way.
O noble master of both creation and creed,
The world shines with your virtuous deeds.
You were nothing but kindness and grace,
Contentment and advice in every place.
This is what I learned, this is what I know,
So I've come to mourn as the sorrows flow.
I was but a budding flower, a mere start,
While goodness was your nature, your art.
May God grant you a place in Paradise, indeed,
For you truly deserve it, that's where you should lead.
Sleep content in the abode of the righteous,
You who gave, and every believer your friend.
Your death is just a journey,
To win paradise, that's your home.
May God grant your loved ones patience,
We all call upon you and proclaim.
Source: "Guardian of Virtues" by Dr. Abdeljalil Rusi El Hassani.
The Shadhiliya Darqawiya Rusiya Al-Hassaniya Path
The Kingdom of Morocco
2004-2025