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Mosibat Nameh

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بخش ۲ - فی الحكایة / Section 2 - On the Tale

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خواند داود پیامبر شست سال
بر سر خلقان زبور ذوالجلال

ای عجب آواز چون برداشتی
عقل رابر جای خود نگذاشتی

باد از رفتن باستادی خموش
برگهای شاخ گشتی جمله گوش

آب فارغ از دویدن آمدی
مرغ معزول از پریدند آمدی

گرچه خوش آوازیش بسیار بود
لیک از ماتم نبود از کار بود

لاجرم یک آدمی نگریستی
میشنودی خلق و خوش میزیستی

عاقبت چون ضربتی خورد از قدر
شد دل و جانش همه زیر و زبر

نوحهٔ خود را بصحرا شد برون
شد روان ازنوحهٔ او جوی خون

چون شد آواز خوش او دردناک
ای عجب شد چل هزار آنجا هلاک

هرکه آن آواز بشنیدی ز دور
گشتی اندر جان فشاندن ناصبور

تا خطاب آمد که ای داود پاک
آدمی شد چل هزار از تو هلاک

پیش ازین کس رانمیشد دیده تر
این زمان بنگر که چون شد کارگر

لاجرم اکنون چو کارت اوفتاد
آتشی در روزگارت اوفتاد

نوحهٔ تو چون برفت ازدرد کار
بر سر تو جان فشاندم چل هزار

بود آواز خوشت زین بیشتر
نوحهٔ ماتم دگر باشد دگر

هرچه از دردی هویدا آید آن
خلق کشتن را بصحرا آید آن

ما ز آدم درد دین میخواستیم
تا جهانی را بدو آراستیم

او چو مرد درد آمد در سرشت
پاک شد از رنگ و از بوی بهشت

زن کند رنگی و بوئی اختیار
مرد را با رنگ و با بوئی چکار

لاجرم چون اهبطوش آمد خطاب
پای تا سر درد آمد و اضطراب

هر کرا دل در مودت زنده شد
در خصوصیت خدا را بنده شد

سر نه پیچید از ادب تا زنده بود
لاجرم پیوسته سر افکنده بود

English translation

David the prophet read for sixty years The Psalms of the Glorious Lord to the people. What a wonder! When he raised his voice, It did not leave anyone's reason in its place. The wind would stop blowing, remaining quiet, The leaves on the branches became all ears. The water would stop running, becoming still, The birds would be dismissed from flying. Although his sweet voice was abundant, It was not out of mourning; it was merely a performance. Consequently, not a single human being wept; The people listened and lived happily. At last, when he received a blow from destiny, His heart and soul were turned completely upside down. He went out into the wilderness to sing his lamentation, And from his lamentation, a river of blood began to flow. When his sweet voice became filled with pain, Oh, what a wonder! Forty thousand perished there. Whoever heard that voice from afar Would lose patience and surrender their life. Until a call came: 'O pure David, Forty thousand people have perished because of you. Before this, no one's eyes were moistened; Now look how effective it has become. Inevitably, now that your own trial has arrived, A fire has fallen into your days. Since your lamentation arose from the pain of your trial, I have sacrificed forty thousand souls for you. Your sweet voice was even greater than this before, But the lamentation of mourning is something else entirely. Whatever manifests from true pain Will come to the wilderness to slaughter the creation. We demanded the pain of faith from Adam, So that we might adorn the world through him. When he became a man of pain in his essence, He was cleansed of the color and scent of Paradise. A woman chooses color and scent; What does a man have to do with color and scent? Inevitably, when the command 'Go down' was addressed to him, He became pain and agitation from head to toe. Whoever's heart became alive with devotion Became a special servant to God. He did not turn away from courtesy as long as he lived; Therefore, his head was always bowed down.

Updated 2026-07-03

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