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مثنوی معنوی: دفتر دوم / Masnavi: Book Two

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دفتر دوم - بخش ۱۱۵ - حیران شدن حاجیان در کرامات آن زاهد کی در بادیه تنهاش یافتند / Book Two - Section 115 - The Bewilderment of the Pilgrims at the Miracles of That Ascetic Whom They Found Alone in the Desert

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زاهدی بد در میان بادیه
در عبادت غرق چون عبادیه

حاجیان آنجا رسیدند از بلاد
دیده شان بر زاهد خشک اوفتاد

جای زاهد خشک بود او ترمزاج
از سموم بادیه بودش علاج

حاجیان حیران شدند از وحدتش
و آن سلامت در میان آفتش

در نماز استاده بد بر روی ریگ
ریگ کز تفش بجوشد آب دیگ

گفتیی سرمست در سبزه و گلست
یا سواره بر براق و دلدلست

یا که پایش بر حریر و حله هاست
یا سموم او را به از باد صباست

پس بماندند آن جماعت با نیاز
تا شود درویش فارغ از نماز

چون ز استغراق باز آمد فقیر
زان جماعت زندهٔ روشن ضمیر

دید کآبش می چکید از دست و رو
جامه اش تر بود از آثار وضو

پس بپرسیدش که آبت از کجاست
دست را بر داشت کز سوی سماست

گفت هر گاهی که خواهی می رسد
بی ز چاه و بی ز حبل من مسد

مشکل ما حل کن ای سلطان دین
تا ببخشد حال تو ما را یقین

وا نما سری ز اسرارت بما
تا ببریم از میان زنارها

چشم را بگشود سوی آسمان
که اجابت کن دعای حاجیان

رزق جویی را ز بالا خوگرم
تو ز بالا بر گشودستی درم

ای نموده تو مکان از لامکان
فی السماء رزقکم کرده عیان

در میان این مناجات ابر خوش
زود پیدا شد چو پیل آب کش

همچو آب از مشک باریدن گرفت
در گو و در غارها مسکن گرفت

ابر می بارید چون مشک اشکها
حاجیان جمله گشاده مشکها

یک جماعت زان عجایب کارها
می بریدند از میان زنارها

قوم دیگر را یقین در ازدیاد
زین عجب والله اعلم بالرشاد

قوم دیگر ناپذیرا ترش و خام
ناقصان سرمدی تم الکلام

English translation

There was an ascetic in the middle of the desert, immersed in worship like the ʿAbādiyya. Pilgrims arrived there from many lands; their eyes fell on that dry ascetic. The ascetic's place was dry, but he was moist-tempered; the desert's scorching simoom served as his remedy. The pilgrims were bewildered by his solitude and by his safety amid that danger. He was standing in prayer upon sand, sand whose heat would make a pot of water boil. You would have said he was drunk amid grass and flowers, or riding on Burāq and Duldul, or that his feet were on silk and robes of honor, or that the simoom was better to him than the morning breeze. So that group remained there in needful humility until the dervish finished his prayer. When the poor man came back from absorption, that living, bright-hearted one from the assembly, they saw water dripping from his hands and face; his garment was wet from the traces of ablution. They asked him, "Where is your water from?" He raised his hand: "From the direction of heaven." He said, "Whenever you wish, it arrives, without a well and without a rope of palm fiber." "Solve our difficulty, O sultan of religion, so that your state may grant us certainty. Reveal to us one secret from your secrets, so that we may cut the zunnars from our waists." He opened his eyes toward heaven, saying, "Answer the pilgrims' prayer. I am accustomed to seek provision from above; You have opened my door from above. O You who have shown place from placelessness, You have made plain, 'In heaven is your provision.'" In the midst of this intimate prayer, a pleasant cloud quickly appeared like a water-drawing elephant. It began to rain as water pours from a waterskin; it settled in hollows and caves. The cloud rained like waterskins of tears, and all the pilgrims opened their waterskins. One group, because of those wondrous deeds, cut the zunnars from their waists. Another group's certainty increased through this marvel; God knows best the right guidance. Another group remained unaccepting, sour, and raw: the eternally deficient. The discourse is ended.

Updated 2026-06-30

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