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دفتر ششم - بخش ۷۷ - رجوع کردن به قصهٔ قبه و گنج / Book Six - Section 77 - Returning to the Story of the Dome and the Treasure

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نک خیال آن فقیرم بی ریا
عاجز آورد از بیا و از بیا

بانگ او تو نشنوی من بشنوم
زانک در اسرار همراز ویم

طالب گنجش مبین خود گنج اوست
دوست کی باشد به معنی غیر دوست

سجده خود را می کند هر لحظه او
سجده پیش آینه ست از بهر رو

گر بدیدی ز آینه او یک پشیز
بی خیالی زو نماندی هیچ چیز

هم خیالاتش هم او فانی شدی
دانش او محو نادانی شدی

دانشی دیگر ز نادانی ما
سر برآوردی عیان که انی انا

اسجدوا لادم ندا آمد همی
که آدمید و خویش بینیدش دمی

احولی از چشم ایشان دور کرد
تا زمین شد عین چرخ لاژورد

لا اله گفت و الا الله گفت
گشت لا الا الله و وحدت شکفت

آن حبیب و آن خلیل با رشد
وقت آن آمد که گوش ما کشد

سوی چشمه که دهان زینها بشو
آنچ پوشیدیم از خلقان مگو

ور بگویی خود نگردد آشکار
تو به قصد کشف گردی جرم دار

لیک من اینک بریشان می تنم
قایل این سامع این هم منم

صورت درویش و نقش گنج گو
رنج کیش اند این گروه از رنج گو

چشمهٔ راحت بریشان شد حرام
می خورند از زهر قاتل جام جام

خاکها پر کرده دامن می کشند
تا کنند این چشمه ها را خشک بند

کی شود این چشمهٔ دریامدد
مکتنس زین مشت خاک نیک و بد

لیک گوید با شما من بسته ام
بی شما من تا ابد پیوسته ام

قوم معکوس اند اندر مشتها
خاک خوار و آب را کرده رها

ضد طبع انبیا دارند خلق
اژدها را متکا دارند خلق

چشم بند ختم چون دانسته ای
هیچ دانی از چه دیده بسته ای

بر چه بگشادی بدل این دیده ها
یک به یک بئس البدل دان آن ترا

لیک خورشید عنایت تافته ست
آیسان را از کرم در یافته ست

نرد بس نادر ز رحمت باخته
عین کفران را انابت ساخته

هم ازین بدبختی خلق آن جواد
منفجر کرده دو صد چشمهٔ وداد

غنچه را از خار سرمایه دهد
مهره را از مار پیرایه دهد

از سواد شب برون آرد نهار
وز کف معسر برویاند یسار

آرد سازد ریگ را بهر خلیل
کوه با داود گردد هم رسیل

کوه با وحشت در آن ابر ظلم
بر گشاید بانگ چنگ و زیر و بم

خیز ای داود از خلقان نفیر
ترک آن کردی عوض از ما بگیر

English translation

Behold, the sincere thought of that dervish Has made me helpless with its 'Come, come!' You do not hear his cry; I hear it, Because I am his confidant in secrets. Do not see him as a seeker of the treasure, for he is the treasure himself; How can the Friend be, in reality, other than the Friend? He prostrates to himself at every moment; Prostration before the mirror is for the sake of the face. If he saw even a mite of himself from the mirror, Without illusion, nothing of him would remain. Both his illusions and he himself would vanish; His knowledge would be effaced by unknowing. Another knowledge, born of our unknowing, Would raise its head, declaring clearly, 'I am I.' The call 'Prostrate to Adam' came forth, Saying, 'You are Adam; see yourself in him for a moment.' He removed the squint of double vision from their eyes, Until the earth became the very essence of the azure sky. He said 'There is no god,' and he said 'Except Allah'; He became 'There is no god but Allah,' and unity blossomed. That Beloved and that guided Friend, The time has come for him to pull our ear, Towards the spring, saying, 'Wash your mouth from these; Do not speak of what We have concealed from the people. And even if you tell it, it will not become manifest; You will only become guilty for the intention to reveal.' But lo, I am weaving upon them; The speaker of this and the hearer of this, I am both. Speak of the form of the dervish and the image of the treasure; This group is devoted to suffering, speak of suffering! The spring of comfort is forbidden to them; They drink cups and cups of deadly poison. They drag their skirts filled with dust, So that they may dam and dry up these springs. How can this spring, assisted by the sea, Be swept away by this handful of good and bad dust? But it says, 'To you I am closed; Without you, I am flowing for eternity.' They are an inverted people; in their fists, They are dirt-eaters and have let the water go. The people have a nature opposite to the prophets; The people have made a dragon their cushion. Since you have known the blindfold of the seal, Do you know at all from what you have closed your eyes? For what have you opened these eyes in exchange? Know that each one is a wretched exchange for you! But the sun of providence has shone; Out of grace, it has reached out to the despairing. It has played a very rare game of backgammon out of mercy; It has made the very essence of ingratitude into repentance. Even from this wretchedness of the people, that Generous One Has made two hundred springs of love burst forth. He gives the rosebud its capital from the thorn; He gives the bead its ornament from the snake. From the blackness of night He brings forth the day; And from the hand of the destitute He makes wealth grow. He turns sand into flour for the Friend (Abraham); The mountain becomes a singing companion with David. The mountain, in awe within that cloud of oppression, Releases the sound of the harp, both high and low notes. 'Arise, O David, cry out away from the people; You abandoned that, [now] take the substitute from Us.'

Updated 2026-06-21

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