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دفتر سوم - بخش ۱۵۰ - دیدن خواجه غلام خود را سپید و ناشناختن کی اوست و گفتن کی غلام مرا تو کشته‌ای خونت گرفت و خدا ترا به دست من انداخت / Book Three — Section 150 — The Master Seeing His Own Slave Turned White, Not Recognizing Who He Is, and Saying: 'You Have Killed My Slave; Your Blood Is Forfeit, and God Has Cast You Into My Hands'

متن و ترجمه / Text and Translation

خواجه از دورش بدید و خیره مانداز تحیر اهل آن ده را بخواند
The master saw him from afar and stood bewildered;
In his astonishment he called the people of that village.
راویهٔ ما اشتر ما هست اینپس کجا شد بندهٔ زنگی جبین
"This is our water-camel, our camel indeed—
Then where has the dark-browed slave gone?
این یکی بدریست می آید ز دورمی زند بر نور روز از روش نور
This one is a full moon coming from afar,
With his radiance he strikes light against the light of day.
کو غلام ما مگر سرگشته شدیا بدو گرگی رسید و کشته شد
Where is our slave? Perhaps he has gone astray,
Or a wolf caught him and he was killed."
چون بیامد پیش گفتش کیستیاز یمن زادی و یا ترکیستی
When he came near, he said to him: "Who are you?
Were you born in Yemen, or are you Turkish?
گو غلامم را چه کردی راست گوگر بکشتی وا نما حیلت مجو
Tell me, what did you do with my slave? Speak truly—
If you killed him, reveal it; seek no cunning."
گفت اگر کشتم بتو چون آمدمچون به پای خود درین خون آمدم
He said: "If I killed him, why have I come to you?
Why have I come on my own feet into this blood?"
کو غلام من بگفت اینک منمکرد دست فضل یزدان روشنم
"Where is my slave?" He said: "Here I am—
The hand of Yazdān's grace has made me radiant."
هی چه می گویی غلام من کجاستهین نخواهی رست از من جز براست
"Hey, what are you saying? Where is my slave?
Beware—you will not escape me except by truth."
گفت اسرار ترا با آن غلامجمله وا گویم یکایک من تمام
He said: "The secrets between you and that slave
I will tell you all, one by one, in full.
زان زمانی که خریدی تو مراتا به اکنون باز گویم ماجرا
From the time that you bought me
Until now I will recount the whole story,
تا بدانی که همانم در وجودگرچه از شبدیز من صبحی گشود
So that you may know I am the same in being,
Though from my Shabdīz a dawn has broken.
رنگ دیگر شد ولیکن جان پاکفارغ از رنگست و از ارکان و خاک
The color has changed, but the pure soul
Is free from color, from elements, and from earth."
تن شناسان زود ما را گم کنندآب نوشان ترک مشک و خم کنند
Those who know only bodies quickly lose us;
Those who have drunk of the water abandon the waterskin and the jar.
جان شناسان از عددها فارغ اندغرقهٔ دریای بی چونند و چند
Those who know souls are free from numbers,
Drowned in the sea that is beyond how and how-many.
جان شو و از راه جان جان را شناسیار بینش شو نه فرزند قیاس
Become soul, and through the path of soul know soul;
Be the companion of vision, not the child of analogy.
چون ملک با عقل یک سررشته اندبهر حکمت را دو صورت گشته اند
Since angel and intellect share one root-thread,
For the sake of wisdom they have become two forms.
آن ملک چون مرغ بال و پر گرفتوین خرد بگذاشت پر و فر گرفت
The angel, like a bird, took wing and feather,
And this intellect shed its feathers and took on splendor.
لاجرم هر دو مناصر آمدندهر دو خوش رو پشت همدیگر شدند
Inevitably both became each other's supporters,
Both fair-faced, each the other's backing.
هم ملک هم عقل حق را واجدیهر دو آدم را معین و ساجدی
Both angel and intellect are finders of the Real,
Both were helpers to Adam and prostrators before him.
نفس و شیطان بوده ز اول واحدیبوده آدم را عدو و حاسدی
The nafs and Satan were from the beginning a single unity,
Both enemies and enviers of Adam.
آنک آدم را بدن دید او رمیدو آنک نور مؤتمن دید او خمید
He who saw Adam as body shied away,
He who saw the light of the Trusted One bowed down.
آن دو دیده روشنان بودند ازینوین دو را دیده ندیده غیر طین
Those two were the illumined-eyed ones from this,
And these two's eyes saw nothing beyond clay.
این بیان اکنون چو خر بر یخ بماندچون نشاید بر جهود انجیل خواند
This exposition now halts like a donkey on ice—
For one cannot read the Gospel to a Jew.
کی توان با شیعه گفتن از عمرکی توان بربط زدن در پیش کر
How can one speak of ʿUmar to a Shīʿite?
How can one play the barbat before the deaf?
لیک گر در ده به گوشه یک کسستهای هویی که برآوردم بسست
But if in the village, in some corner, there is even one person,
The outcry I have raised is enough.
مستحق شرح را سنگ و کلوخناطقی گردد مشرح با رسوخ
For one worthy of explanation, stone and clod
Become an eloquent expounder, firmly grounded.

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