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بخش ۱۲۴ - رفتن اسکندر در ظلمات و رسیدن بر زمینی پر سنگریزه و گفتن مر سپاه را که این جواهر گرانسنگ است و قبول کردن بعضی و برداشتن ایشان و انکار کردن بعضی و بگذاشتن آن / Section 124 - Alexander's Journey into the Darkness, Reaching a Land Full of Pebbles, Telling the Army that These are Precious Jewels, the Acceptance and Gathering by Some, and the Denial and Rejection by Others

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چون سکندر به قصد آب حیات
کرد عزم عبور بر ظلمات

بر زمینی رسید پهن و فراخ
راند خیل و حشم در آن گستاخ

هر کجا می شد از یسار و یمین
بود پر سنگریزه روی زمین

کرد روی سخن به سوی سپاه
کای همه کرده گم ز ظلمت راه

راه و رسم ستیزه بگذارید
بهره زین سنگریزه بردارید

این همه گوهر است بی شک و ریب
کیسه زان پر کنید دامن و جیب

هر که برداشت تخم حسرت کاشت
کز چه تقصیر کرد و کم برداشت

وان که بگذاشت آتشی افروخت
که بدان جاودانه خود را سوخت

هر که را بود شک در اسکندر
آن حکایت نیامدش باور

گفت هیهات این چه بیهوده ست
هر که گفته ست باد پیموده ست

زیر نعل ستور لعل که دید
در و گوهر به رهگذر که شنید

زان محل برگذشت دست تهی
جحد و انکار را رهین و رهی

وان که آیینه سکندر بود
سر جانش در او مصور بود

هر چه از وی شنید باور داشت
وانچه مقدور بود ازان برداشت

زود ازان سنگپاره های نفیس
کرد بر آستین و دامن و کیس

چون بریدند راه تاریکی
تافت خورشیدشان ز نزدیکی

شد جدا رنگ ها ز یکدیگر
گهر از سنگ و سنگ از گوهر

در مساس آنچه سنگریزه نمود
چون بدیدند لعل و مرجان بود

برگرفتند آه و واویلی
ز اشک حسرت به هر مژه سیلی

آن یکی دست می گزید که چون
زین گهر بر نداشتم افزون

بود خرج و جوال و مشک و جراب
بر ستوران پی طعام و شراب

کاشکی کردمی تهی یکسر
کردمی پر ازین در و گوهر

بود ظلمت هنوز سایه فکن
گفت اسکندر این خبر با من

گرچه بود آن خبر پسندیده
لیک نبود شنیده چون دیده

وان دگر خون همی گریست که آه
نفس و شیطان زدند بر من راه

خاک انباشتم به دیده هوش
سخن راست را نکردم گوش

کاشکی بهر امتحان باری
کردمی زان ذخیره مقداری

تا کنون نقد وقت من گشتی
وقتم این سان به مقت نگذشتی

کاشکی گر گهر نکردم بار
بر سکندر نکردمی انکار

تا نیفتادمی ازان تقصیر
در حجاب خجالت و تشویر

English translation

When Alexander, with the intention of [finding] the Water of Life, resolved to cross the Darkness, He arrived at a land wide and spacious, and boldly drove his army and retinue into it. Wherever he went, to the left or to the right, the surface of the earth was full of pebbles. He turned his speech toward the army, [saying], 'O you who have all lost your way in the darkness! Abandon the ways and customs of stubbornness, and take your share of these pebbles. These are all jewels without doubt or suspicion; fill your bags, skirts, and pockets with them. He who gathered [some] sowed the seed of regret, [asking himself] why he fell short and gathered so little. And he who left them kindled a fire with which he burned himself eternally.' Whoever doubted Alexander did not believe that story. He said, 'Alas, what nonsense is this! Whoever has said this has measured the wind [spoken in vain]. Who has ever seen rubies under the horses' hooves? Who has ever heard of pearls and jewels on the road?' He passed from that place empty-handed, a captive and slave to denial and disbelief. But he who was Alexander's mirror, whose soul's secret was depicted in him, Believed whatever he heard from him, and gathered as much of it as was possible. He quickly put those precious stones into his sleeves, skirts, and bags. When they traversed the path of darkness, the sun shone upon them from nearby. The colors became separated from one another: jewel from stone and stone from jewel. What had seemed like pebbles to the touch, when they saw it, was ruby and coral. They raised a cry of lamentation, with a flood of tears of regret on every eyelash. One was biting his hand [in regret], saying, 'Why did I not gather more of these jewels? There were sacks, saddlebags, waterskins, and leather bags on the pack animals for food and drink. If only I had emptied them completely and filled them with these pearls and jewels! While the darkness was still casting its shadow, Alexander told me this news. Though that news was pleasing, hearing is not like seeing.' And the other wept tears of blood, crying, 'Alas, my carnal self and Satan blocked my path! I filled the eye of my intellect with dust and did not listen to the truthful words. If only, even for a trial, I had taken a portion of that treasure, So that by now it would have become my present fortune, and my time would not have passed in misery. Even if I did not load the jewels, if only I had not denied Alexander, So that, due to that failing, I would not have fallen into the veil of shame and embarrassment.'

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