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بخش ۱۱ - فی مذمة‌الاعداء و نصیحة‌الاولیاء / Section 11 - In Condemnation of Enemies and Advice of the Saints

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ای منیری نمود مهتابتبس بود سایه ریسمان تابت
O you whose moonlight showed illumination,
The shadow of your twisted rope is enough.
نشود هیچ مردم مصلحهرگز از دست دیو لایفلح
No person becomes a reformer,
Never prospers at the hand of a demon.
همچو مار از بدی و منحوسیهمه ساله شکار طاوسی
Like a snake from evil and misfortune,
Every year you are the prey of a peacock.
تا کت آموخت اختیار بدیکه میاموز دی و مه خوردی
Who taught you the choice of evil,
That you learn not from yesterday and consumed today?
عامه بهر طعام چون انعامبا سرپست دام و مست مدام
The masses, for the sake of food, are like cattle,
With head in a snare and constantly drunk.
زانکه در کاملان بود همه جودنبود بی فلاح مرد سجود
Because all generosity is in the perfect ones,
The man of prostration is not without prosperity.
گر هراسد ز بی خرد مردماز بدان ترسد و ز بد مردم
If he fears the foolish people,
He fears the bad ones and the bad people.
آن نترس خدای ترس خودستتن که در طمع نیک و ترس بدست
That fearless one is God-fearing himself,
The body that is in desire for good and fear of bad.
ای عفااللٰه ز دیو سیرتشانکه ازین سان بود بصیرتشان
O God pardon their demonic nature,
That their insight is in this manner.
گفتهٔ مردشان نه از مردیستبلکه از لاف و فتنه و سردیست
Their manly speech is not from manliness,
But from boasting, sedition, and coldness.
مرد کان هرزه گوی و بی باکستراز با وی چو کوک با کاکست
The man who is a babbler and fearless,
A secret with him is like a stitch with a biscuit.
بشماری بریدن از که و مهگر ز من پرسی از بدان همه به
You count cutting off from great and small,
If you ask me, distancing from the bad is entirely better.
هم دم و هم درم دهد هم دردهم جگر هم ذکر خورد بد مرد
The bad man gives breath, dirham, and pain,
The bad man eats liver and mentions it.
نبود هیچ جز بد و بد رگگر یکی ور هزار بینی سگ
There is nothing but bad and bad-veined,
Whether you see one or a thousand dogs.
این همه خواجگان بی زر و سیمعلم شیر و گرگ مال یتیم
All these masters without gold and silver,
Their banner is a lion and wolf, their wealth is the orphan's.
از کسی در جهان خاموشینشنود جز به گوش بی گوشی
From anyone in the world of silence,
He hears not except with an earless ear.
زانکه اندر جهان خاموشیبرد بهتر ز بوریا پوشی
Because in the world, silence,
Takes better than wearing a reed mat.
از پی دخل و خرج عقل و هنردفترش بی نواتر از دف تر
For the sake of income and expense of intellect and art,
His record book is more tuneless than a wet tambourine.
این دبیران که مدبران رهندزان همی از غلام خود نرهند
These scribes who are managers of the way,
Because of that they do not escape from their slave.
ای ز خود سیرگشته همچو املبشنو از من ز روی پند و مثل
O satiated with yourself like hope,
Hear from me by way of advice and parable.
اندرین سرنشیب بی خبرانبار بر پشت مانده همچو خران
In this steep descent of the ignorant,
Remaining with a load on the back like donkeys.
مرد شد مرد کز طمع بگریختگرد گشت ابر کآب روی بریخت
A man became a man who fled from greed,
The cloud became dust when it spilled its honor.
آز عقلت ببرد دین چه بردطمع آبت بریخت جان چه خورد
Greed took away your intellect, what religion will it take?
Covetousness spilled your honor, what will the soul eat?
سخن زیرکان همه رمزستهرکه غمرست کار او غمزست
The speech of the clever is all symbols,
Whoever is an ignoramus, his work is backbiting.
پوست باشد که غمز دارد نغزغمز هرگز نیابی اندر مغز
It is the skin that considers backbiting fine,
You will never find backbiting in the kernel.
جمله زیر جهان اسبابندکشت را باد و مشک را آبند
All beneath the world are causes,
Wind for the field and water for the musk.
همه هستند و من به نزد خودمخوشه چینی ز خرمن خردم
All exist, and I near myself,
Am a gleaner from the harvest of my intellect.
پس همه چون خرند و بی تابندگرد اسبم چگونه دریابند
So all are like donkeys and restless,
How will they perceive the dust of my horse?
برزگر این مثل نکو گفته ستچشم دلشان از این مثل خفته ست
The farmer has spoken this proverb well,
The eye of their heart is asleep to this proverb.
گر ز بنجشک بودمی به فکراندرین مزرعت شتابان سر
If I were in thought of the sparrow,
In this field, hastening my head,
آسمان وار سر فراشتمیارزن اندر زمین نکاشتمی
Like the sky I would have raised my head,
I would not have planted millet in the ground.
دل درویش را ز روی ستمکرده چون پشت سوسمار ز غم
The heart of the dervish out of oppression,
They made like the back of a lizard from sorrow.
جنگ جستند ارنه بس جستندکه چو شه تره بر گذر رستند
They sought war, if not they sought much,
For like a royal leek they grew on the crossing.
زان خصومت که با من انگیزندزود چون مرد فرد بگریزند
From that hostility that they provoke with me,
They will quickly flee like a solitary man.
مانده اند این کره از آن دم بازپوست بر پوست همچو گنده پیاز
They have remained this foal from that moment again,
Skin upon skin like a rotten onion.

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