1Cademy - دفتر سوم - بخش ۱۴۹ - مشک آن غلام ازغیب پر آب کردن بمعجزه و آن غلام سیاه را سپیدرو کردن باذن الله تعالی / Book Three — Section 149 — The Filling of the Slaves Waterskin from the Unseen by Miracle, and the Whitening of the Face of That Black Slave by the Permission of God the Exalted

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مثنوی معنوی: دفتر سوم / Masnavi: Book Three
دفتر سوم - بخش ۱۴۸ - قصهٔ فریاد رسیدن رسول علیه السلام کاروان عرب را کی از تشنگی و بی‌آبی در مانده بودند و دل بر مرگ نهاده شتران و خلق زبان برون انداخته / Book Three - Section 148 - The Tale of the Messenger, Peace Be Upon Him, Coming to the Rescue of the Arab Caravan Who Were Stranded by Thirst and Lack of Water, Having Resigned Themselves to Death, with Camels and People's Tongues Hanging Out

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دفتر سوم - بخش ۱۴۹ - مشک آن غلام ازغیب پر آب کردن بمعجزه و آن غلام سیاه را سپیدرو کردن باذن الله تعالی / Book Three — Section 149 — The Filling of the Slave's Waterskin from the Unseen by Miracle, and the Whitening of the Face of That Black Slave by the Permission of God the Exalted

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ای غلام اکنون تو پر بین مشک خود
تا نگویی درشکایت نیک و بد

آن سیه حیران شد از برهان او
می دمید از لامکان ایمان او

چشمه ای دید از هوا ریزان شده
مشک او روپوش فیض آن شده

زان نظر روپوشها هم بر درید
تا معین چشمهٔ غیبی بدید

چشمها پر آب کرد آن دم غلام
شد فراموشش ز خواجه وز مقام

دست و پایش ماند از رفتن به راه
زلزله افکند در جانش اله

باز بهر مصلحت بازش کشید
که به خویش آ باز رو ای مستفید

وقت حیرت نیست حیرت پیش تست
این زمان در ره در آ چالاک و چست

دستهای مصطفی بر رو نهاد
بوسه های عاشقانه بس بداد

مصطفی دست مبارک بر رخش
آن زمان مالید و کرد او فرخش

شد سپید آن زنگی و زادهٔ حبش
همچو بدر و روز روشن شد شبش

یوسفی شد در جمال و در دلال
گفتش اکنون رو بده وا گوی حال

او همی شد بی سر و بی پای مست
پای می نشناخت در رفتن ز دست

پس بیامد با دو مشک پر روان
سوی خواجه از نواحی کاروان

English translation

O slave, now look — your waterskin is full, So you may speak no complaint of good or ill. That black one stood bewildered by his proof; His faith breathed forth from lā-makān, the Placeless. He saw a spring pouring down from the air, His waterskin become a veil over that grace. From that gaze the veils were also torn apart, Until he saw clearly the spring of the Unseen. The slave filled his eyes with tears in that moment; He forgot the master and forgot his station. His hands and feet halted from traveling the road; God cast an earthquake into his soul. Again, for expediency, He drew him back: "Come back to yourself, return, O beneficiary." "This is not the time of bewilderment — bewilderment lies ahead; This moment, enter the path, nimble and swift." He set the hands of Muṣṭafā upon his face And gave him many loving kisses. Muṣṭafā rubbed his blessed hand upon his cheek And at that moment made him blessed and radiant. That Zanjī, son of Ḥabash, turned white; His night became like the full moon, bright as day. He became a Yūsuf in beauty and in grace; He said to him: "Now go, present yourself, and tell what passed." He kept walking, drunk, without head or foot; In going he could not tell his foot from his hand. Then he came with two waterskins flowing full Toward the master from the outskirts of the caravan.

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