1Cademy - بخش ۵ - در مدح پادشاه دین پناه ظل الله فی الارضین علی مفارق الضعفاء و المساکین / Section 5 - In Praise of the King, Refuge of Religion, the Shadow of God on Earth, upon the Heads of the Weak and the Needy

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Haft Awrang

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بخش ۵ - در مدح پادشاه دین پناه ظل الله فی الارضین علی مفارق الضعفاء و المساکین / Section 5 - In Praise of the King, Refuge of Religion, the Shadow of God on Earth, upon the Heads of the Weak and the Needy

Original content

در خم این گنبد عالی اساس
چیست شغل شاکر منعم شناس

در مقام شاکری بودن مقیم
بر کرم های جهاندار کریم

آن کرم خاصه که حکمش شامل است
وان وجود پادشاه عادل است

شاه عادل نیست جز ظل اله
خلق را ضل اله آمد پناه

هر چه ذات شخص ازان پیرایه بست
پیش دانا مثل آن در سایه هست

هست ازین رو سایه عین سایه دار
هان و هان تا ننگری در سایه خوار

سایه عکس ذات صاحب سایه است
وز صفات ذات او پر مایه است

هر چه در ذاتش نهان است از صفات
باشد از سایه هویدا در جهات

از شکوه خسروان کامکار
می شود فر الهی آشکار

ور بر این دعوی تو را باید گواه
رو نظر کن در شه عالم پناه

شهریاری کان یسار و یم یمین
عرصه ملک جمش زیر نگین

شاه یعقوب آن جهانداری که هست
با علوش ذروه افلاک پست

ملک هستی فسحت میدان او
گوی گردون در خم چوگان او

خاک نعل رخش او بوسد هلال
پشت کوز او بر این معنیست دال

بر سر این طارم دور از گزند
قدر او زین خاکبوسی شد بلند

دست او رسم کرم را تازه کرد
جود حاتم را بلند آوازه کرد

نام او دیباچه دیوان عدل
حکم او سنجیده میزان عدل

نور عدلش در شبستان عدم
کرده حبس ظلمت ظلم و ستم

شد ز حسن خلق مشهور ز من
هست میراث وی این خلق حسن

والدش موکب به دار الخلد راند
از وی این خلق حسن میراث ماند

پایه ای از تخت او چرخ کبود
تاجداران پیش تختش در سجود

پیش تختش کس ز سجده سر نتافت
هر که سر برتافت از وی سر نیافت

سروری سر خاک راهش کردن است
آبرو رو در رهش آوردن است

هر که را سر در ره او خاک شد
خاک او تاج سر افلاک شد

هر که را خاک درش داد آبروی
شد هر آب رو به چشمش آب جوی

مدح او خواهم که گویم سال ها
یابم از مداحیش اقبال ها

لیک کوته می کنم این باب را
مختصر می سازم این اطناب را

جرم خورشید از افق گشته بلند
عالمی از پرتو او بهره مند

نیست حد ذره بی دست و پای
تا به مدح او شود دستانسرای

مدح او گفتن نه حد هر کس است
نام او گفتم همین مدحش بس است

English translation

Under the curve of this high-founded dome, what is the occupation of the grateful one who recognizes the Benefactor? To remain established in the state of gratitude for the graces of the generous Lord of the world. Especially that grace whose command is all-encompassing, and that is the existence of the just king. The just king is none other than the shadow of God; the shadow of God is the refuge for the creation. Whatever adornment a person's essence has bound, in the view of the wise, its likeness exists in the shadow. Therefore, the shadow is the very essence of the owner of the shadow; beware, beware, lest you look upon the shadow with contempt! The shadow is the reflection of the essence of the owner of the shadow, and it is rich in the attributes of His essence. Whatever attributes are hidden in His essence become manifest in all directions through the shadow. From the majesty of victorious kings, the divine glory becomes manifest. And if you need a witness for this claim, go and look at the king who is the refuge of the world: A sovereign whose left hand is a mine of wealth and right hand a sea of generosity, the realm of Jamshid's kingdom is under his signet ring; King Ya'qub, that ruler of the world, whose height makes the summit of the heavens seem low. The kingdom of existence is the expanse of his arena, the sphere of heaven is a ball in the curve of his polo-mallet. The crescent moon kisses the dust of his steed's horseshoe; the bent back of the moon is proof of this. Upon this dome secure from harm, his status became high from this kissing of the dust. His hand renewed the custom of generosity, and made Hatim's munificence famous. His name is the preface to the book of justice, his judgment is the measured scale of justice. The light of his justice, in the dark chamber of non-existence, has imprisoned the darkness of tyranny and oppression. He became famous in the world for his beautiful character; this beautiful character is his inheritance. His father drove his caravan to the Abode of Eternity, and this beautiful character remained as a legacy from him. A leg of his throne is the blue sky; crown-wearers prostrate before his throne. Before his throne, no one turned his head away from prostration; whoever turned away did not find a head. Sovereignty is to make one's head the dust of his path; honor is to bring one's face to his path. Whosoever's head became dust in his path, his dust became the crown of the heavens. Whosoever was given honor by the dust of his door, all other honors became like stream water in his eyes. I wish to sing his praises for years, and find fortunes from praising him. But I cut short this chapter, and make brief this prolixity. The disc of the sun has risen from the horizon, and the world benefits from its radiance. It is not within the limit of a helpless speck of dust to become a singer of his praises. To sing his praises is not within the limit of everyone; I mentioned his name, and that alone is praise enough for him.

Updated 2026-07-18

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