1Cademy - بخش ۵ - در دعای دولتخواهی حضرت ولایت پناهی عبیداللهی لازالت ایام بقائه مصونة عن التناهی و مأمونة عن اصابة الدواهی / Section 5 - On the Supplication of Well-Wishing for His Eminence the Refuge of Sainthood, Ubaydullahi, May the Days of His Endurance Remain Ever Protected from Ceasing and Safe from the Striking of Calamities

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بخش ۵ - در دعای دولتخواهی حضرت ولایت پناهی عبیداللهی لازالت ایام بقائه مصونة عن التناهی و مأمونة عن اصابة الدواهی / Section 5 - On the Supplication of Well-Wishing for His Eminence the Refuge of Sainthood, Ubaydullahi, May the Days of His Endurance Remain Ever Protected from Ceasing and Safe from the Striking of Calamities

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به فیض ازل هر که را همرهیست
دل روشنش هم پر و هم تهیست

پر از چیست از جذب پیران راه
تهی از چه زآویزش مال و جاه

خوش آن سر که پا سوی پیران نهاد
کف اندر کف دستگیران نهاد

کم نقش صورت پسندان گرفت
دل ساده از نقشبندان گرفت

شد از نقش صورت پرستی تهی
ز اشراق نور عبیداللهی

ندادم سخن را ز القاب رنگ
که می دارد این نام از القاب ننگ

ازین نام دل را به سری ره است
که تقریر القاب ازان کوته است

ازان محو در بی نشانی شود
وز این لوح کلک معانی شود

به هر جا کشد بی نشانی علم
نشان کی تواند زد آنجا قدم

ایا محو گشته نشان ها ز تو
پر از نور دل ها و جان ها ز تو

به چشم ار نه ناظر به نور توام
چو بستم نظر در حضور توام

چو خورشید از دور نوری ببخش
مرا غایت از من حضوری ببخش

تو را هست دست تصرف دراز
مگیر از سر غایبان دست باز

مرا دست همت به فتراک توست
سرم گر به گردون رسد خاک توست

به فتراک خود صیدوارم ببند
وز آن حلقه گردان مرا سر بلند

ز طوق تو سر درنیارم به کس
به عالم همین طوقداریم بس

چو شد طوق گردن مرا شوق تو
ببین شوقم ای من سگ طوق تو

مسوز ای درت قبله عشاق را
به حرمان اسیران مشتاق را

ز دیوان فقرم طرازی فرست
ز لوح فنا حرف رازی فرست

کزان حرف بازار تیزی کنم
ز لب گوهر راز ریزی کنم

به شکرت شوم مرغ شکر شکن
به هر حلقه گوش گوهرفکن

نهالی ز آب و گلم خاسته ست
کزو باغ طبع من آراسته ست

نهال نه طفلی نو آورده ای
به شیر ولای تو پرورده ای

یکی شب به خواب آنچنان دیدمش
که چون غنچه در خرقه پیچیدمش

به پیش تو آوردم امیدوار
به حرمت گرفتی سرش بر کنار

نهادی به لطفش دهان بر دهان
فرو ریختیش از دهان در دهان

عجب شربت صافی و دلپذیر
به شیرینی و رنگ چون شهد و شیر

چنان پر برآمد ازان کام او
که لبریز شد گوهرین جام او

ز تو چشم آن دارم ای بحر جود
که هر چند دیر آمدم زود زود

دهی آب کشت خراب مرا
کنی راست تعبیر خواب مرا

گماری بر احوال من همتی
صدف ریزه ام را دهی قیمتی

کشی قطره ام را به دردانگی
ز طفلی به مردی و مردانگی

بود بر پی رهنوردان رود
به مردانگی راه مردان رود

الا تا به خوبی و فرخندگی
بود شمع خورشید را زندگی

به تو شمع روشندلان زنده باد
بر آفاق نور تو تابنده باد

English translation

Whoever has a fellow-traveler through the grace of pre-eternity, his luminous heart is both full and empty. Full of what? Of the attraction of the elders of the path. Empty of what? Of clinging to wealth and rank. Happy is the head that set its foot toward the elders, and laid its palm within the palm of the guiding helpers. It took little of the image of the admirers of forms; it received a heart made simple by the image-binders. It became emptied of the image of form-worship, through the illumination of the light of Ubaydullahi. I did not lend to my speech the color of titles, for this name holds titles in disgrace. From this name the heart has a way to a secret, from which the reciting of titles falls short. By that it becomes effaced into tracelessness, and from this tablet the pen becomes one of meanings. Wherever tracelessness raises its banner, how can the marked one set foot there? O you by whom all traces have been effaced, by whom hearts and souls are filled with light, If with my eye I do not gaze by your light, then when I close my sight I am in your presence. Like the sun grant me a light from afar; grant me, from my utmost absence, a presence. Your hand of disposal is far-reaching; do not withhold your hand from the head of the absent. My hand of aspiration clings to your saddle-strap; even if my head reach the heavens, it is your dust. Bind me like a prey to your saddle-strap, and from that turning ring make my head exalted. Because of your collar I will bow my head to no one; in this world this collar-wearing of yours is enough for me. Since your longing became the collar of my neck, behold my longing, O I who am the dog of your collar. O you whose door is the qibla of lovers, do not burn the yearning captives with deprivation. Send me an adornment from the register of poverty; send a letter of secrets from the tablet of annihilation, That from that letter I may make a lively market, and from my lips pour out the jewel of the secret. In thanking you I become a sugar-breaking bird, casting jewels into every listening ear. A sapling has risen from my water and clay, by which the garden of my nature is adorned. A sapling—no, a newborn child—that I have nurtured with the milk of your saintly love. One night in a dream I saw it in such a way that I wrapped it, like a bud, within a cloak. Hopeful, I brought it before you; with reverence you took its head against your side. With kindness you placed mouth upon its mouth, and poured from your mouth into its mouth. A wondrous drink, pure and heart-pleasing, in sweetness and hue like honey and milk. So full did its palate become of that draught that its jeweled cup overflowed. From you I hold this hope, O sea of bounty, that though I came late, swiftly, swiftly You will give water to my ruined field, and make true the interpretation of my dream; You will set an aspiration upon my condition, and give worth to my little shell-fragment; You will draw my droplet up to pearl-hood, from childhood to manhood and manliness, That it may follow the trail of the wayfarers, and with manliness travel the path of true men. So long as, in goodness and auspiciousness, the candle of the sun has life, May the candle of the enlightened-hearted live through you; may your light be radiant upon the horizons.

Updated 2026-07-19

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