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دفتر ششم - بخش ۶۵ - قصهٔ آن گنج‌نامه کی پهلوی قبه‌ای روی به قبله کن و تیر در کمان نه بینداز آنجا کی افتد گنجست / Book Six - Section 65 - The story of that treasure-map which said, 'Stand beside a dome, face the Qibla, set an arrow in the bow, and shoot: where it falls is the treasure'

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دید در خواب او شبی و خواب کوواقعهٔ بی خواب صوفی راست خو
He saw in a dream one night, but what a dream!
It was a wakeful vision, true to the Sufi's nature.
هاتفی گفتش کای دیده تعبرقعه ای در مشق وراقان طلب
A hidden caller said to him, 'O you who have seen much fatigue,
seek a piece of paper among the exercises of the papermakers.
خفیه زان وراق کت همسایه استسوی کاغذپاره هاش آور تو دست
Secretly, from that papermaker who is your neighbor,
put your hand toward his scraps of paper.
رقعه ای شکلش چنین رنگش چنینبس بخوان آن را به خلوت ای حزین
A piece of paper with such a shape and such a color—
then read it in seclusion, O sorrowful one.
چون بدزدی آن ز وراق ای پسرپس برون رو ز انبهی و شور و شر
When you steal it from the papermaker, O son,
then go out from the crowd and the tumult and evil.
تو بخوان آن را به خود در خلوتیهین مجو در خواندن آن شرکتی
Read it to yourself in some solitary place;
beware, seek no partner in reading it.
ور شود آن فاش هم غمگین مشوکه نیابد غیر تو زان نیم جو
And if it is revealed, do not be grieved either,
for no one other than you will obtain even half a barleycorn from it.
ور کشد آن دیر هان زنهار توورد خود کن دم به دم لاتقنطوا
And if it takes a long time, beware, take care,
make 'Do not despair' your litany moment by moment.'
این بگفت و دست خود آن مژده وربر دل او زد که رو زحمت ببر
The bringer of good tidings said this and struck his hand
upon his heart, saying, 'Go and endure the trouble.'
چون به خویش آمد ز غیبت آن جوانمی نگنجید از فرح اندر جهان
When that young man came to himself from that state of absence,
he could not be contained in the world for joy.
زهرهٔ او بر دریدی از قلقگر نبودی رفق و حفظ و لطف حق
His gall-bladder would have burst from agitation,
had it not been for the gentleness, protection, and grace of God.
یک فرح آن کز پس ششصد حجابگوش او بشنید از حضرت جواب
One joy was that from behind six hundred veils,
his ear heard an answer from the Divine Presence.
از حجب چون حس سمعش در گذشتشد سرافراز و ز گردون بر گذشت
When his sense of hearing passed beyond the veils,
he became exalted and passed beyond the turning sky.
که بود کان حس چشمش ز اعتبارزان حجاب غیب هم یابد گذار
What would it be if his sense of sight, through trustworthiness,
also found passage through that veil of the Unseen!
چون گذاره شد حواسش از حجابپس پیاپی گرددش دید و خطاب
When his senses pass through the veil,
then vision and speech will become continuous for him.
جانب دکان وراق آمد اودست می برد او به مشقش سو به سو
He came toward the shop of the papermaker,
moving his hand through his exercises side to side.
پیش چشمش آمد آن مکتوب زودبا علاماتی که هاتف گفته بود
That writing quickly appeared before his eyes,
with the marks that the unseen caller had mentioned.
در بغل زد گفت خواجه خیر باداین زمان وا می رسم ای اوستاد
He thrust it under his arm and said, 'Master, farewell,
I will return in a moment, O master.'
رفت کنج خلوتی و آن را بخواندوز تحیر واله و حیران بماند
He went to a solitary corner and read it,
and remained bewildered and amazed from astonishment,
که بدین سان گنج نامهٔ بی بهاچون فتاده ماند اندر مشقها
that such a priceless treasure-map,
how could it remain fallen among the exercises?
باز اندر خاطرش این فکر جستکز پی هر چیز یزدان حافظست
Again this thought sprang into his mind,
that for every single thing, God is the Protector.
کی گذارد حافظ اندر اکتنافکه کسی چیزی رباید از گزاف
How would the Protector allow within His encompassing care
that anyone should snatch something away in vain?
گر بیابان پر شود زر و نقودبی رضای حق جوی نتوان ربود
Even if the desert were filled with gold and coins,
without the consent of God, one could not take away a single grain.
ور بخوانی صد صحف بی سکته ایبی قدر یادت نماند نکته ای
And if you read a hundred scrolls without a pause,
without destiny, not a single point will remain in your memory.
ور کنی خدمت نخوانی یک کتیبعلمهای نادره یابی ز جیب
But if you do service and do not read a single book,
you will find rare sciences from your own breast.
شد ز جیب آن کف موسی ضو فشانکان فزون آمد ز ماه آسمان
From his breast, that hand of Moses became light-shedding,
so that it surpassed the moon in the sky.
کانک می جستی ز چرخ با نهیبسر بر آوردستت ای موسی ز جیب
Because that which you were seeking from the formidable heaven,
has raised its head for you, O Moses, from your own breast!
تا بدانی که آسمانهای سمیهست عکس مدرکات آدمی
So that you may know that the lofty heavens
are the reflection of the perceptions of Man.
نی که اول دست یزدان مجیداز دو عالم پیشتر عقل آفرید
Was it not that first the hand of the Glorious God
created the Intellect prior to both worlds?
این سخن پیدا و پنهانست بسکه نباشد محرم عنقا مگس
This discourse is both manifest and very hidden,
for a fly cannot be the confidant of the Simurgh.
باز سوی قصه باز آ ای پسرقصهٔ گنج و فقیر آور به سر
Come back again to the story, O son,
bring the story of the treasure and the poor man to its end.

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