1Cademy - بخش ۴ - پایه معراج سخن را از قمه عرش گذرانیدن و به اول درجه از درجات معارج قدر او صلی الله علیه و سلم رسانیدن / Section 4 - Carrying the pedestal of the ascension of discourse beyond the summit of the Throne, and raising it to the first degree among the degrees of the ascension of his rank, may Gods blessings and peace be upon him

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Haft Awrang

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بخش ۴ - پایه معراج سخن را از قمه عرش گذرانیدن و به اول درجه از درجات معارج قدر او صلی الله علیه و سلم رسانیدن / Section 4 - Carrying the pedestal of the ascension of discourse beyond the summit of the Throne, and raising it to the first degree among the degrees of the ascension of his rank, may God's blessings and peace be upon him

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ای اشهب شبرو تو از نور
از ظلمت جسم پیکرش دور

از زرده مهر گرمروتر
وز خنگ سپهر تیزدو تر

بر هر چه فکنده نور دیده
با نور به هم به آن رسیده

نی رنجکش زمین سم او
نی دستخوش صبا دم او

رانش ز نشان داغ ساده
با داغ تو در بهشت زاده

خضرای فلک چراگه او را
بر دیده روشنان ره او را

آب از نم سلسبیل خورده
سبق از پر جبرئیل برده

برتر بودش سپهر کن سم
از نعل هلال و میخ انجم

باریک و خمیده پیکر ماه
گردد چو رکاب هر سر ماه

باشد ز رکابیش خورد بر
پای تو به او درآورد سر

ای پایه اول تو معراج
نعلین تو فرق عرش را تاج

عمری به هزار دیده افلاک
گردید به گرد خطه خاک

تا کی تو به دیده اش نهی پای
سازی بر سر چو افسرش جای

آن شب که به سیر آسمانی
رفتی ز سرای ام هانی

در پویه براق زیر رانت
جبریل چو برق در عنانت

برداشت قدم ز ریگ بطحا
افراشت علم به سنگ اقصی

بر خیل رسل امامیت داد
در سیر سبل تمامیت داد

این هفت بساط در نوشتی
وز چار رباط درگذشتی

در منزل مه مقام کردی
کار وی ازان تمام کردی

بهر قدمت تمام سر شد
بر چرخ به سروری سمر شد

کاتب ز تو حرف راستی جست
از هر چه نه راست لوح خود شست

چون خامه نهاد بر خطت سر
از مدح تو داد زیب دفتر

زهره ز تو یافت مژده خاص
شد چنگ زنان ذوق رقاص

می رفت رهت به گیسوی چنگ
می ساخت به پایبوست آهنگ

بود آینه صیقل خورشید
عکسی ز رخ تو داشت امید

از روی تو لعمه ای بر آن تافت
رخشندگی این همه ازان یافت

بهرام ز دست خنجر افکند
زیر سم مرکبت سرافکند

در چاوشی رهت کمر بست
وز فخر کلاه گوشه بشکست

بر خورده چو نقطه مشتری مشت
کرده به تو رو، به مهر و مه پشت

چو سایه فتاد در قفایت
تا سرمه خرد زخاک پایت

کیوان که بر این حصار عالی
مشهور بود به کوتوالی

با تو به خلاف پا نیفشرد
روی تو بدید و قلعه بسپرد

از بام زحل عروج کردی
جا بر فلک البروج کردی

از اختر پر دوازه برج
همچون از در دوازده برج

کردند مقدسان نثارت
از تحفه خویش شرمسارت

از نقش جهانیان مقدس
بستی نقشی به چرخ اطلس

کرسی به زمین چو فرشت افتاد
زانجا سایه به عرشت افتاد

بر عرش ز سایه ات رمیدی
محمل سوی وایه ات کشیدی

از ششدره جهت بجستی
وز تنگی روز و شب برستی

ملکی دیدی در او مکان نی
تمییز زمین و آسمان نی

کردی ز عنایت پیاپی
هفتاد هزار پرده را طی

بی پرده جمال دوست دیدی
وز پرده به پردگی رسیدی

گشتی همه دیده پای تا فرق
در پرتو نور او شدی غرق

کردی همه کاینات را گم
چون قطره به موجخیز قلزم

گوشت ز زبان بی زبانی
بشنید کلام جاودانی

ذرات حقیقت تو شد گوش
گوشت ز جهات رست چون هوش

دریافت به تیزهوشی ذوق
از تحت همان حدیث کز فوق

هر نکته ازان شنیده پاک
سرمایه صد هزار ادراک

تورات کلیم ازان ندایی
انجیل مسیح ازان صدایی

بر سقف زبرجدی که رفتی
زان خوبتر آمدی که رفتی

چون ز اوج سپهر آمدی باز
مه رفتی و مهر آمدی باز

شد عالم تیره از تو پر نور
ویرانه گیتی از تو معمور

نور تو میان جان نشیناد
بی نور تو کس جهان مبیناد

English translation

O gray night-traveler, you are made of light, far from the darkness of bodily form. Swifter-paced than the sorrel steed of the sun, and fleeter than the white charger of the sky. Upon whatever the eye has cast its light, together with that light it has reached that thing. Its hoof suffers no hardship from the ground, nor is its breath at the mercy of the morning breeze. Its thigh is smooth, free of any brand, born in paradise bearing your mark. The green of the heavens is its pasture, its road lies upon the eyes of the luminous ones. It has drunk water from the moisture of Salsabil, it has outraced the wing of Gabriel. Its sphere-cleaving hoof stood higher than the horseshoe of the crescent and the nail of the stars. Thin and curved is the body of the moon, it becomes like a stirrup at the head of each month. It takes but a small share from that stirrup; your foot brings its head down to it. O you whose first step is the ascension itself, your sandals are a crown upon the crest of the Throne. For a lifetime, with a thousand eyes, the heavens kept circling around the region of the earth, until at last you set your foot upon its eye and made your place upon its head like a diadem. That night when, upon the celestial journey, you set out from the house of Umm Hani, the Buraq galloping beneath your thigh, Gabriel like lightning upon your rein, it lifted its step from the sands of Bath'a and raised the banner at the rock of Al-Aqsa. You were granted leadership over the host of messengers, you brought completion to the traversing of the ways. You rolled up these seven carpets of heaven, and passed beyond the four way-stations of the elements. In the station of the moon you took your place, and thereby you perfected its work. For the sake of your step its summit was completed, and in the heavens it grew famous for its lordship. The scribe sought from you the letter of truth, and washed his tablet of all that was not straight. When the pen laid its tip upon your script, it adorned the ledger with your praise. Venus received from you a special glad tiding, and, playing the harp, became a joyful dancer. Your path was strewn with the tresses of the harp, which made its melody in kissing your foot. The polished mirror of the sun was hoping for a single reflection of your face. A gleam from your face shone upon it, and from that it gained all this radiance. Mars cast the dagger from its hand, and bowed its head beneath the hoof of your steed. It girded its belt as the herald of your road, and out of pride broke the corner of its cap. Jupiter, like a dot, drew in its fist, turning its face to you and its back to the sun and moon. Like a shadow it fell behind you, to gather kohl from the dust of your feet. Saturn, who over this lofty fortress was renowned as the castle-warden, did not press its foot in opposition to you; it saw your face and surrendered the citadel. You ascended from the roof of Saturn, and made your place upon the sphere of the zodiac. From the star-filled twelve towers, as though from the gate of twelve towers, the sanctified ones scattered offerings before you, ashamed of the poverty of their own gift. Sanctified beyond the imprint of the worldly ones, you set an image upon the starless outermost sphere. The Footstool fell to the earth like your carpet, and from there a shadow fell upon your Throne. Upon the Throne you fled even from your own shadow, and drew your litter toward your heart's desire. You leapt free of the six-doored directions, and escaped from the narrowness of day and night. You beheld a realm in which there was no place, no distinction of earth and heaven. Through grace upon grace, you traversed seventy thousand veils. Unveiled, you gazed upon the Beloved's beauty, and from the veil you reached the veiled sanctuary. You became all eye from foot to crown, and were submerged in the radiance of His light. You lost all created beings from your sight, like a drop in the wave-tossing ocean. Your ear, from the tongue of tonguelessness, heard the eternal speech. The very atoms of your being became all ear, your hearing freed from the directions like pure consciousness. With keen perception it grasped, with delight, the same discourse from below as from above. Each subtle point heard purely from that is the capital of a hundred thousand understandings. The Torah of Moses is but a call from that, the Gospel of the Messiah but an echo from that. Upon the chrysolite ceiling to which you rose, you returned even fairer than you had gone. When you came back from the zenith of the sphere, you went as the moon and returned as the sun. The dark world was filled with light through you, the ruined world was made flourishing through you. May your light dwell within the soul; may no one behold the world bereft of your light.

Updated 2026-07-20

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