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

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بخش ۳۵ - التمثیل فی شکر هدایة‌الاسلام / Section 35 - The Allegory on Gratitude for the Guidance of Islam

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بود عمر نشسته روزی فرد
گردش اصحاب صفه با غم و درد

هریک از شادی ره اسلام
یاد می کرد بر گشاده کلام

هم کهن پیر و هم جوان تازه
برده آوازه تا به دروازه

منتی جمله یاد می کردند
فوت ایام کفر می خوردند

بود عبداللٰه عمر حاضر
لیک زان درد و رنج بد قاصر

منتی کرد نیز بر خود یاد
زود عمر برو زبان بگشاد

گفت ویحک چه لاف پاشی تو
خود مرین درد را چه باشی تو

درد دین تو تا کجا باشد
مر ترا درد کی روا باشد

تو در اسلام زاده و دیده
تلخی کفر هیچ نچشیده

درد ایام کفر خورده نه ای
خویشتن را ذلیل کرده نه ای

این چنین درد و زخم ما دانیم
زان به دین رسول شادانیم

ناچشیده تو درد و منت و عار
هیچ نابرده ذل و استحقار

نشناسی تو لذت ایمان
قدر ایمان چه دانی و احسان

ما شناسیم کان چه ذلی بود
وان چه بندی و آن چه غلی بود

شکر اسلام کرد مادانیم
کین زمان مرد راه ایمانیم

شیر مردان عناء ره بردند
به تو نامرد راه بسپردند

تو به نامردی این ره دین را
جمله کردی خراب آیین را

به چه بنهم ترا به یار جواب
ای ز تو دین و شرع گشته خراب

نه زنی در ره صواب و نه مرد
نه مخنث از آنت نبود درد

English translation

One day Umar was sitting alone, With the People of the Bench gathered around him in grief and pain. Each of them, out of the joy of the path of Islam, Was speaking openly, remembering their past. Both the old elder and the fresh youth, Had raised their voices to the gateway. They were all remembering the favor of guidance, Grieving over the lost days of disbelief. Abdullah, the son of Umar, was present, But he was deficient in experiencing that pain and suffering. He too mentioned a favor upon himself, Whereupon Umar quickly opened his tongue against him. He said, 'Woe to you! What boasting do you scatter? How do you relate to this pain? How far does your pain for religion go? How could pain be fitting for you? You were born and raised in Islam, Having never tasted the bitterness of disbelief. You have not suffered the pain of the days of disbelief, Nor have you made yourself humble and abased. We are the ones who know such pain and wounds, And that is why we rejoice in the religion of the Messenger. Without having tasted the pain, the favor, and the shame, Without having suffered any abasement and contempt, How can you know the sweetness of faith? How do you know the value of faith and virtue? We know what abasement that was, And what fetters and what chains those were. We know how to give thanks for Islam, For now we are men of the path of faith. The brave lions endured the hardship of the way, And handed this path over to you unmanly ones. Through your unmanliness, this path of religion— You have completely ruined the tradition. With what answer shall I leave you for the Beloved, O you through whom religion and law have been ruined? You are neither a woman on the path of truth, nor a man, Nor even a hermaphrodite, which is why you have no pain.'

Updated 2026-07-03

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