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دفتر سوم - بخش ۲۲۵ - نواختن معشوق عاشق بیهوش را تا به هوش باز آید / Book Three - Section 225 - The Beloved Caressing the Unconscious Lover Until He Returns to Consciousness

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می کشید از بیهشی اش در بیاناندک اندک از کرم صدر جهان
He was drawing him from his unconsciousness into speech,
little by little, through the grace of the Sovereign of the world.
بانگ زد در گوش او شه کای گدازر نثار آوردمت دامن گشا
The king cried into his ear: "O beggar,
I have brought you scattered gold — open your lap!
جان تو کاندر فراقم می طپیدچونک زنهارش رسیدم چون رمید
Your soul, which was trembling in separation from me —
now that I have come to its rescue, why has it fled?
ای بدیده در فراقم گرم و سردبا خود آ از بی خودی و باز گرد
O you who have known heat and cold in my separation,
come back to yourself from selflessness, and return!"
مرغ خانه اشتری را بی خردرسم مهمانش به خانه می برد
A foolish house-bird
leads a camel as a guest, by custom, into its home.
چون به خانه مرغ اشتر پا نهادخانه ویران گشت و سقف اندر فتاد
When the camel set foot in the bird's house,
the house was ruined and the roof caved in.
خانهٔ مرغست هوش و عقل ماهوش صالح طالب ناقهٔ خدا
Our consciousness and reason are the bird's house;
a wholesome consciousness seeks the nāqa of God.
ناقه چون سر کرد در آب و گلشنه گل آنجا ماند نه جان و دلش
When the nāqa plunged its head into the mud and water,
neither the mud remained there, nor its soul and heart.
کرد فضل عشق انسان را فضولزین فزون جویی ظلومست و جهول
The grace of love has made man presumptuous;
through this excess-seeking he is ẓalūm and jahūl.
جاهلست و اندرین مشکل شکارمی کشد خرگوش شیری در کنار
He is ignorant, and caught in this snare,
he draws a lion to his breast like a rabbit.
کی کنار اندر کشیدی شیر راگر بدانستی و دیدی شیر را
When would he have drawn the lion to his breast
had he known and truly seen the lion?
ظالمست او بر خود و بر جان خودظلم بین کز عدلها گو می برد
He is ẓālim to himself and to his own soul —
behold this injustice: it takes the prize from all the just!
جهل او مر علمها را اوستادظلم او مر عدلها را شد رشاد
His ignorance has become the master of all knowledges;
his injustice has become the right guidance of all justices.
دست او بگرفت کین رفته دمشآنگهی آید که من دم بخشمش
He took him by the hand, saying: "This one, whose breath has gone —
he will come back only when I breathe breath into him.
چون به من زنده شود این مرده تنجان من باشد که رو آرد به من
When this dead body comes alive through me,
it will be my soul that turns its face toward me.
من کنم او را ازین جان محتشمجان که من بخشم ببیند بخششم
I will make him great through this soul;
the soul I bestow will behold my bestowal.
جان نامحرم نبیند روی دوستجز همان جان کاصل او از کوی اوست
The nā-maḥram soul does not see the face of the Friend —
only that soul whose very origin is from His quarter.
دردمم قصاب وار این دوست راتا هلد آن مغز نغزش پوست را
I breathe into this friend butcher-fashion,
so that his fine marrow may shed its skin."
گفت ای جان رمیده از بلاوصل ما را در گشادیم الصلا
He said: "O soul that has fled from affliction,
we have opened the summons — al-ṣalā — to union with us!
ای خود ما بی خودی و مستی اتای ز هست ما هماره هستی ات
O you who are ourselves — your selflessness and your intoxication!
O you whose being is always from our Being!
با تو بی لب این زمان من نو به نورازهای کهنه گویم می شنو
With you, without lips, now fresh and ever fresh,
I speak ancient secrets — listen!
زانک آن لبها ازین دم می رمدبر لب جوی نهان بر می دمد
For those lips flee from this breath;
it breathes secretly on the lip of the stream.
گوش بی گوشی درین دم بر گشابهر راز یفعل الله ما یشا
Open the ear of ear-lessness to this breath,
for the sake of the mystery of yaf'alu'llāhu mā yashā'.
چون صلای وصل بشنیدن گرفتاندک اندک مرده جنبیدن گرفت
When the dead one began to hear the call of union,
little by little the dead one began to stir.
نه کم از خاکست کز عشوهٔ صباسبز پوشد سر بر آرد از فنا
Is he less than earth, which, by the coquetry of the morning breeze,
dresses in green and lifts its head from annihilation?
کم ز آب نطفه نبود کز خطابیوسفان زایند رخ چون آفتاب
Is the seed-drop less than this, which, by the divine address,
gives birth to Josephs with faces like the sun?
کم ز بادی نیست شد از امر کندر رحم طاوس و مرغ خوش سخن
Is it less than a wind that, by the command Kun,
passed into the womb of the peacock and the sweet-voiced bird?
کم ز کوه سنگ نبود کز ولادناقه ای کان ناقه ناقه زاد زاد
Is a mountain of stone less than this, which, by a miraculous birth,
brought forth a she-camel — that nāqa that gave birth, and gave birth again?
زین همه بگذر نه آن مایهٔ عدمعالمی زاد و بزاید دم به دم
Go beyond all this: is not that very substance of nothingness
giving birth to a world, and giving birth, breath by breath?
بر جهید و بر طپید و شاد شادیک دو چرخی زد سجود اندر فتاد
He leaped up and throbbed with joy, rejoiced and rejoiced,
turned a circle or two, then fell into prostration.

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