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مثنوی معنوی: دفتر اول / Masnavi: Book One
دفتر اول - بخش ۳۳ - طلب کردن امت عیسی علیه‌السلام از امرا کی ولی عهد از شما کدامست / Book One - Section 33 - The People of Jesus, Peace Be Upon Him, Asking the Amirs Which of You Is the Successor

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دفتر اول - بخش ۳۴ - منازعت امرا در ولی عهدی / Book One - Section 34 - The Dispute of the Amirs over the Succession

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یک امیری زان امیران پیش رفت
پیش آن قوم وفا اندیش رفت

گفت اینک نایب آن مرد من
نایب عیسی منم اندر زمن

اینک این طومار برهان منست
کین نیابت بعد ازو آن منست

آن امیر دیگر آمد از کمین
دعوی او در خلافت بد همین

از بغل او نیز طوماری نمود
تا برآمد هر دو را خشم جهود

آن امیران دگر یک یک قطار
برکشیده تیغهای آبدار

هر یکی را تیغ و طوماری به دست
درهم افتادند چون پیلان مست

صد هزاران مرد ترسا کشته شد
تا ز سرهای بریده پشته شد

خون روان شد همچو سیل از چپ و راست
کوه کوه اندر هوا زین گرد خاست

تخم های فتنه ها کو کشته بود
آفت سرهای ایشان گشته بود

جوزها بشکست و آن کان مغز داشت
بعد کشتن روح پاک نغز داشت

کشتن و مردن که بر نقش تنست
چون انار و سیب را بشکستنست

آنچ شیرینست او شد ناردانگ
وانک پوسیده ست نبود غیر بانگ

آنچ با معنیست خود پیدا شود
وانچ پوسیده ست او رسوا شود

رو بمعنی کوش ای صورت پرست
زانک معنی بر تن صورت پرست

همنشین اهل معنی باش تا
هم عطا یابی و هم باشی فتیٰ

جان بی معنی درین تن بی خلاف
هست همچون تیغ چوبین در غلاف

تا غلاف اندر بود باقیمتست
چون برون شد سوختن را آلتست

تیغ چوبین را مبر در کارزار
بنگر اول تا نگردد کار زار

گر بود چوبین برو دیگر طلب
ور بود الماس پیش آ با طرب

تیغ در زرادخانهٔ اولیاست
دیدن ایشان شما را کیمیاست

جمله دانایان همین گفته همین
هست دانا رحمة للعالمین

گر اناری می خری خندان بخر
تا دهد خنده ز دانهٔ او خبر

ای مبارک خنده اش کو از دهان
می نماید دل چو در از درج جان

نامبارک خندهٔ آن لاله بود
کز دهان او سیاهی دل نمود

نار خندان باغ را خندان کند
صحبت مردانت از مردان کند

گر تو سنگ صخره و مرمر شوی
چون به صاحب دل رسی گوهر شوی

مهر پاکان درمیان جان نشان
دل مده الا به مهر دلخوشان

کوی نومیدی مرو اومیدهاست
سوی تاریکی مرو خورشیدهاست

دل ترا در کوی اهل دل کشد
تن ترا در حبس آب و گل کشد

هین غذای دل بده از همدلی
رو بجو اقبال را از مقبلی

English translation

One amir from among those amirs stepped forward and came before that people who were thinking of loyalty. He said, “Behold, I am the deputy of that man; I am the deputy of Jesus in this age. Behold, this scroll is my proof that this deputyship after him is mine.” Another amir came out from ambush; his claim to the succession was the same. He too produced a scroll from his breast, until the anger of both of them rose to Jewish fury. The other amirs, one by one in a line, had drawn bright, tempered swords. Each had a sword and a scroll in hand; they fell upon one another like drunken elephants. Hundreds of thousands of Christians were killed, until a mound was made of severed heads. Blood flowed like a flood on left and right; from this, mountain on mountain of dust rose into the air. The seeds of strife that he had sown had become the destruction of their heads. The walnuts were broken, and whichever one had a kernel, after being killed, had a pure, excellent soul. Killing and dying, which apply to the form of the body, are like breaking open a pomegranate or apple. That which is sweet becomes pomegranate seeds; that which is rotten is nothing but noise. That which has meaning shows itself, and that which is rotten is exposed. Go, strive for meaning, O worshipper of form, for meaning is the wing of the body’s form. Be a companion of the people of meaning, so that you may receive both bounty and manly nobility. A soul without meaning in this body, without doubt, is like a wooden sword in a scabbard. So long as it is in the scabbard it has value; when it is drawn, it is fit only for burning. Do not take a wooden sword into battle; first examine it, lest the affair become grievous. If it is wooden, go seek another; if it is diamond, come forward joyfully. The sword is in the saints’ armory; seeing them is alchemy for you. All the wise have said this same thing: the wise one is a mercy to the worlds. If you are buying a pomegranate, buy one split open in laughter, so that its laughter gives news of its seeds. Blessed is its laughter, for from its mouth it shows the heart like a pearl from the casket of the soul. Unblessed was the laughter of that tulip, for from its mouth it showed the blackness of its heart. The laughing pomegranate makes the garden laugh; the companionship of men makes you one of the men. Even if you are rock, crag, and marble, when you reach one possessed of heart you become a jewel. Set the love of the pure ones in the midst of your soul; give your heart only to the love of the glad-hearted. Do not go to the quarter of despair, for there are hopes; do not go toward darkness, for there are suns. The heart draws you to the quarter of the people of heart; the body draws you to the prison of water and clay. Take heed: feed the heart through fellow-heartedness; go, seek good fortune from one who is fortunate.

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