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حدیقة الحقیقه و شریعة الطریقه / Hadiqat al-Haqiqah (The Walled Garden of Truth)

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بخش ۴ - در مرگ گوید / Section 4 - He Speaks on Death

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فرش عمرت نوشته در شومی
این دو فراش زنگی و رومی

ای نیاموخته ادب ز ابوان
ادب آموز زین پس از ملوان

ادب آموزدت زمان پس از این
چون نیاموختی ز خلق زمین

کی کفن باشد از بلای تبت
که کفن باف تست روز و شبت

چندت اندوه پیرهن باشد
بو کت آن پیرهن کفن باشد

تو به درزی شده به پیرهنت
گازر آن دم بکوفته کفنت

با تو این طمطراق و لاف و هوس
تا دم آخرست همره و بس

بعد از آن یار کفر و دینت بود
نیک و بد مونس و قرینت بود

نیک تو روضه ای شود ز نعیم
بد تو حفره ای شود ز جحیم

تو ز حرص و حسد میان سعیر
گرد تو چون سرای پرده اثیر

با خودی از اثیر چون گذری
هیزمی از سعیر چون گذری

خویشتن را وداع کن رستی
عقد با حور بی گمان بستی

روح با حور فرد جفت شود
تنت در زیر گل نهفت شود

بر گناهان همی کنی اصرار
خویشتن را ز مردگان انگار

خانه را گور ساز و دل را خصم
در و دیوار خاک و گل را رسم

همه فعل تو از تو کرده سؤال
یافته گوشمال و خورده دوال

یک به یک کرده را جزا دیده
وز شفیعان طمع تو ببریده

ناقد فعل تو علیم و بصیر
تو ز احوال خویش گشته ضریر

برگرفته حجاب بار خدا
روز پاداش فعل و روز جزا

ای فگنده به جهل و سیرت زشت
روبه اندر رز و ملخ در کشت

آرزوی ضیاع و اسبابت
روز آبت ببرد و شب خوابت

آرزو را به زیر پای درآر
هوس و آرزو به ره بگذار

کآرزو و هوس کسی جوید
کو همه راه بی خودی پوید

آنچه جد چون لعب همی شمری
وآنچه حق چون کذب همی شمری

لعب و بازی برای کودک راست
مرد با لاعبی نیاید راست

گر بیابی تو در اجل تأخیر
نه ترا مسکنست قعر سعیر

بسته با عقدهٔ تمنا عقد
توبه ها نسیه و گناهان نقد

فارغ از مرگ و ایمن از تخویف
جرم حالی و توبه در تسویف

تو ز احوال خویش محجوبی
زان طلبکار مرد مقلوبی

وه که چون آمدی برون ز نهفت
چند واحسرتات باید گفت

English translation

The carpet of your life is rolled up in misfortune By these two chamberlains: the dark African and the fair Roman. O you who did not learn manners from your parents, Learn manners henceforth from the passage of day and night. Time will teach you manners after this, Since you did not learn from the people of the earth. How can a shroud protect you from the affliction of Tibet When your day and night are weaving your shroud? How long will you grieve for your shirt? Lest that shirt itself should become your shroud. While you have gone to the tailor for your shirt, The bleacher at that very moment has beaten your shroud. All this pomp, boasting, and desire Is your companion only until the last breath. After that, your faith and infidelity will be your companion, And your good and evil will be your intimate and close associate. Your good deeds will become a garden of bliss, And your evil deeds will become a pit of hellfire. Due to greed and envy, you are in the midst of the blazing fire, With the ether wrapped around you like a tent. As long as you are self-absorbed, how will you transcend the ether? You are firewood for hellfire, how will you pass through it? Bid farewell to yourself, and you are saved; You have surely sealed a marriage with the celestial maidens. The soul will be uniquely wedded to the celestial maidens, While your body lies hidden beneath the clay. As you persist in committing sins, Count yourself among the dead. Make your house a grave and your heart your adversary; Let the walls and doors of dust and clay be but a trace. All your actions will question you, Having received chastisement and felt the lash. You will see the recompense for every single deed, And you will have cut off all hope of intercessors. The assessor of your deeds is All-Knowing and All-Seeing, While you have become blind to your own state. The Lord having removed the veil On the day of recompense of actions and the day of judgment. O you who are cast down by ignorance and ugly character, Like a fox in the vineyard and a locust in the sown field! The desire for estates and possessions Washes away your day and robs you of your sleep at night. Bring desire under your feet, And leave passion and desire behind on the path. For only he seeks desire and passion Who travels the entire path in selflessness. That which is serious, you regard as a game, And that which is truth, you regard as a lie. Game and play are suited for children; A mature man does not align with a player. Even if you find a delay in your appointed hour of death, Is not your ultimate dwelling place the depth of the blazing fire? You have tied a knot with the knot of wishes; Your repentances are on credit, while your sins are in cash. Free from the worry of death and safe from fear, Your sins are immediate, and your repentance is delayed. You are veiled from your own state, And that is why you seek an inverted state. Alas, when you emerge from concealment, How many cries of regret must you utter!

Updated 2026-07-03

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