1Cademy - بخش ۴۲ - گفتار در احتیاج به طبیب که حفظ صحت به رأی وی منوط است و معالجه مرض به تدبیر وی مشروط / Section 42 - Discourse on the Need for a Physician, on Whose Judgment the Preservation of Health Depends, and on Whose Management the Treatment of Illness is Conditional

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Haft Awrang

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بخش ۴۲ - گفتار در احتیاج به طبیب که حفظ صحت به رأی وی منوط است و معالجه مرض به تدبیر وی مشروط / Section 42 - Discourse on the Need for a Physician, on Whose Judgment the Preservation of Health Depends, and on Whose Management the Treatment of Illness is Conditional

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دل بود اوستاد کارگزار
تن به دستش نهاده آلت کار

کارش از بهر راحت دو سرای
یاری خلق و بندگی خدای

شغل استاد را به هر حالت
شرط باشد درستی آلت

اول آلت درست می باید
تا ازو کارها درست آید

تا قلم را نخست دست دبیر
نتراشد به گزلک تدبیر

نرود بر مراد دل قلمش
خوش نیاید به چشم کس رقمش

تا نه گزلک ز صنعت سکاک
شود از کندی و درشتی پاک

کی قلم را توان تراشیدن
روی دفتر به آن خراشیدن

همچنین تن که آلت دل توست
کارهای دلت به اوست درست

حارسی بایدش دقیقه شناس
کش ز آفات دهر دارد پاس

حفظ صحت کند به زور آغاز
صحت رفته را بیارد باز

در مزاجت گر اختلال افتد
منحرف گشته ز اعتدال افتد

کند از یاوری علم و عمل
انحرافش به اعتدال بدل

کیست حارس طبیب روشن رای
سوده در راه کسب حکمت پای

برده در علم محنت تحصیل
کرده آن را ز آزمون تکمیل

مقبلی مشفقی نکوکاری
خاطری زو ندیده آزاری

با همه بذله گوی و خندان روی
با همه مهربان و نیکو خوی

نه در ابروش چین ز سنگدلی
نه گره بر جبین ز تنگدلی

طلعت او شفای بیماران
خنده اش راحت جگر خواران

مترقب لقای یزدان را
مترصد رضای رضوان را

دست او در سبب چو اهل حجاب
دل او با مسبب الاسباب

English translation

The heart is the master administrator, The body is placed in its hand as a tool of work. Its work is for the comfort of both worlds: Helping creation and worshipping God. For the master's occupation in any condition, The soundness of the tool is a prerequisite. First, the tool must be sound, So that deeds may come out sound from it. Until the scribe's hand first sharpens the pen With the pocket-knife of planning, His pen will not write according to his heart's desire, And his writing will not seem beautiful to anyone's eye. Until the pocket-knife is made clean of bluntness and roughness By the blacksmith's craft, How can the pen be sharpened, To write upon the ledger with it? Likewise, the body which is the tool of your heart, The works of your heart are made sound through it. It needs a meticulous guardian, To protect it from the afflictions of time. To initiate the preservation of health with strength, And bring back lost health. If a disturbance falls upon your temperament, And it deviates, falling away from balance, Through the aid of knowledge and practice, Its deviation turns back into balance. Who is this guardian? The wise physician, Who has set foot on the path of acquiring wisdom, Who has borne the hardship of study in science, And completed it through experience and testing. A blessed, compassionate, and benevolent person, No soul having ever suffered harm from him. Witty and smiling with everyone, Kind and of good character to all. No wrinkle in his brow from hardheartedness, No frown on his forehead from narrow-mindedness. His very countenance is a healing for the sick, His laughter a comfort to those who suffer. Awaiting the meeting with God, Seeking the pleasure of the Lord of Paradise. His hand, in secondary causes, is like those behind the veil, While his heart is with the Cause of Causes.

Updated 2026-07-07

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