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بخش ۵۹ - فی حُبّ الدُّنیا و صفة اهله / Section 59 - On the Love of the World and the Description of its People

متن و ترجمه / Text and Translation

هست شهری بزرگ در حد رومباز بسیار اندر آن بر و بوم
There is a great city on the borders of Rome,
Where many falcons inhabit the land.
نام آن شهر شهره فسطاطستساحلش تا به حد دمیاطست
The name of that famous city is Fustat,
And its shore extends to the border of Damietta.
اندرو مرغ خانگی نپردزانکه باز از هوا ورا شکرد
No domestic bird flies in it,
For the falcon hunts it from the air.
واندران شهر مرغ نگذاردزآنکه در ساعتش بیوبارد
And in that city, no bird is left,
For the falcon devours it in an instant.
همچو فسطاط شد زمانه کنونعلما همچو مرغ خوار و زبون
Now the times have become like Fustat,
And the scholars, like birds, are wretched and abased.
من به دست آوریدم این بالاتا شوم ایمن از بد دنیا
I have obtained this high place (mountain-top)
So that I may remain safe from the evils of the world.
گفت دانا که با تو اینجا کیستبر سر کوهپایه حالت چیست
A wise man said: 'Who is here with you?
What is your state on this mountain-top?'
گفت زاهد که نفس من با منهست روز و شب اندرین مسکن
The ascetic said: 'My lower soul (nafs) is with me,
Day and night in this dwelling.'
گفت دانا که پس نکردی هیچبیهده راه زاهدان مپسیچ
The wise man said: 'Then you have done nothing,
Do not travel the futile path of ascetics.'
گفت زاهد که نفس دوخته انددر من و زی ویم فروخته اند
The ascetic said: 'The lower soul is sewn into me,
And I am sold unto it.
نتوانم ز وی جدا گشتنچکنم چارهٔ رها گشتن
I cannot separate myself from it;
What can I do, what is the remedy to escape it?'
گفت با زاهد آن ستوده حکیمنفس افعال بد کند تعلیم
The praised sage said to the ascetic:
'The lower soul teaches evil deeds.'
گفت زاهد که من بساخته امزانکه من نفس را شناخته ام
The ascetic said: 'I have made my peace with it,
Because I have recognized the lower soul.
هست بیمار نفس و من چو طبیبمن کنم روز و شب ورا ترتیب
The lower soul is sick and I am like a physician,
I regulate its affairs day and night.
به مداوای نفس مشغولمزآنکه گوید همی که معلولم
I am busy with curing the lower soul,
Because it continually says: I am ill.
گه ورا قصد فصد فرمایماکحل از دیدگانش بگشایم
Sometimes I order phlebotomy (bloodletting) for it,
I open the median vein from its eyes.
چون تصعد کند فرو باردفصد تسکینی اندرو آرد
When it rises up, it rains down,
The bloodletting brings calming relief to it.
گه ورا مسهلی بفرمایمعلل از جسم او بپالایم
Sometimes I order a laxative for it,
To purge the illnesses from its body.
حب دنیا و حقد و بغض و حسدغل و غشش برون شود ز جسد
The love of the world, malice, hatred, and envy—
Its deceit and impurity depart from the body.
گاه نهیش کنم من از شهواتتا مگر باز ماند از لذات
Sometimes I forbid it from desires,
So that it may keep away from pleasures.
از خورش خوی خویش باز کنددر شهوت به خود فراز کند
It restrains its habit from eating,
And shuts the door of desire upon itself.
قوتش از باقلی دودانه کنمخانه بر وی چو گورخانه کنم
I make its nourishment only two fava beans,
And make its home like a grave-chamber.
ساعتی نفس چون شود در خوابمن کنم یک دو رکعتی بشتاب
When the lower soul goes to sleep for an hour,
I quickly perform one or two cycles of prayer.
پیش از آن کو ز خواب برخیزدهمچو بیمار در من آویزد
Before it wakes up from sleep
And clings to me like a sick person,
یک دو رکعت بی او چو بگذارمبعد از آن نفس گشت بیدارم
When I perform one or two cycles without it,
After that, the lower soul wakes up.'
مرد دانا چو این سخن بشنیدجامه بر تن ز وجد آن بدرید
When the wise man heard this speech,
He tore his garment out of ecstasy.
گفت لله درک ای زاهدبارک الله عمرک ای عابد
He said: 'God reward you, O ascetic!
May God bless your life, O worshiper!
این سخن جز ترا مسلم نیستملک تو کم ز ملکت جم نیست
This state is conceded to none but you;
Your kingdom is not less than the kingdom of Jamshid.
هرچت امروز هست آرایشدان که فردات باشد آلایش
Whatever you have today as adornment,
Know that tomorrow it will be your pollution.
نیست آلوده کز گنه خیزدآن کز اندوه آه و أه خیزد
Pollution does not only arise from sin;
Rather, it is that from grief, sighing and groaning arise.
زن کند بهر میهمانی پاکموی ابرو و موی رخ چالاک
A woman, for the sake of a feast, cleans
The hair of her eyebrows and the hair of her face swiftly.
دل بدین جا غریب و نادانستتا به بند چهار ارکانست
The heart here is a stranger and ignorant,
As long as it is in the bond of the four elements.
خرد اینجا تهی کند جعبهکه تحری بد است در کعبه
Intellect empties its quiver here,
For investigation (guessing the direction) is bad in the Kaaba.
پیش کعبه مگر که بوالهوسیبشنود علم سمت قبله بسی
Unless, before the Kaaba, a seeker of desires
Hears much of the science of the direction of the Qiblah.
هرکه در کعبه با تحری مردزیرهٔ تر بسوی کرمان برد
Whoever dies in the Kaaba with investigation (trying to determine the Qiblah),
Carries green cumin to Kerman.
در سه زندان غل و حقد و حسدعقل را بسته ای به بند جسد
In the three prisons of malice, hatred, and envy,
You have bound the intellect to the shackle of the body.
پنج حس کز چهار ارکانندپنج غماز این سه زندانند
The five senses, which are from the four elements,
Are five informers of these three prisons.
دل شده محرم خزانهٔ رازچکند ننگ منهی و غماز
When the heart has become a confidant of the treasury of secrets,
What does it care for the shame of the forbidden-prohibitor and the informer?
بی زبانان زبان او گویندبی نشانان نشان او جویند
The tongueless ones speak His tongue,
The signless ones seek His sign.
هرچه جز دوست آتش اندر زنآنگه از آب عشق سر بر زن
Set fire to whatever is other than the Friend,
Then raise your head from the water of love.
که نه یارند و یار می بینیهمه زنهارخوار می بینی
For they are not friends, yet you see them as friends;
You see them all as covenant-breakers.
گلبن باغ خویشتن بینانشده چون دلم دلم بدبینان
The rosebush of the garden of the self-conceited
Has become like 'my heart, my heart' of the ill-wishing.
نیک معلوم کن که در محشرنشود هیچ حال خلق دگر
Know well that in the Resurrection,
The state of creation will not change.
پیشش آید هرآنچه بگزیندهرچه زینجا برد همان بیند
Before one comes whatever he chooses;
Whatever one carries from here, the same shall he see.'

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