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بخش ۴ - فصل تنزیه قِدم / Section 4 - The Chapter on the Sanctification of Pre-Eternity

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دهر بی قالب قدیمی او
طبع بی باعث کریمی او

نشود دهر و طبع بی قولش
همچو جان از نهاد بی طولش

این و آن هردو ناقص و ابتر
این و آن هردو ابله و بی بر

مادت او زکهنه و نو نیست
اوست کز هستها به جز او نیست

بنهایت نه ملک او معروف
به بدایت نه ذات او موصوف

زرق و تلبیس ومخرقه نخرد
سوی توحید و صدق به نگرد

دیدهٔ عقل بین گزیند حق
دیدهٔ رنگ بین نبیند حق

باطل است آنچه دیده آراید
حق در اوهام آب و گل ناید

عقل باشد به خلط و وهم محیط
هر دوان لیک بر بساط بسیط

خلق را ذات چون نماید او
در کدام آینه درآید او

جای و جان هر دو پیشکار تواند
کوتوال و نفس شمار تواند

چون برون آمدی ز جان و ز جای
پس ببینی خدای را به خدای

بار توحید هرکسی نکشد
طعم توحید هر خسی نچشد

هست در هر مکان خدا معبود
نیست معبود در مکان محدود

مرد جسمی ز راه گمراهست
کفر و تشبیه هر دو همراهست

در ره صدق نفس را بگذار
خیز و زین نفس شوم دست بدار

از درونت نگاشت صنع اله
نه ز زرد و سپید و سرخ و سیاه

وز برونت نگاشتهٔ افلاک
از چه از باد و آب و آتش و خاک

فعل و ذاتش برون ز آلت و سوست
بس که هویتش پر از کن و هوست

کن دو حرفست بی نوا هر دو
هر دو بحر است بی هوا هر دو

ذات او سوی عارف و عالم
برتر از این و کیف وز هل و لم

دادهٔ خود سپهر بستاند
نقش الله جاودان ماند

آنکه بی رنگ زد ترا نیرنگ
باز نستاند از تو هرگز رنگ

نگذارد به تو فلک جاوید
رنگ زرد و سیاه و سرخ و سپید

جمع کرد از پی تو بیش از تو
آنچه اسباب تست پیش از تو

آفریدت ز صنع در تکلیف
کرد فضلش ترا به خود تعریف

گفت گنجی بدم نهانی من
خلق الخلق تا بدانی من

کرده از کاف و نون به در ثمین
دیده را یک دهان پر از یاسین

زیر گردون به امر و صنع خدای
ساخته چار خصم بر یک جای

جمع ایشان دلیل قدرت اوست
قدرتش نقشبند حکمت اوست

همه اضداد ولیک ز امر اله
همه با یکدگر شده همراه

همه را ابد به امر قدم
زده نیرنگ در سرای عدم

چار گوهر به سعی هفت اختر
شده بیرنگ را گزارشگر

آنکه بی خامه زد ترا نیرنگ
هم تواند گزاردن بی رنگ

نیست گویی جهان ز زشت و نکو
جز از او و بدو و بلکه خود او

همه زو یافته نگار و صور
هم هیولانی اصل و هم پیکر

عنصر و مادهٔ هیولانی
طبع و الوان چار ارکانی

همه را غایت تناهی دان
نردبان پایهٔ الهی دان

English translation

Time without form is His pre-eternity, Nature without cause is His generosity. Time and nature would not exist without His word, Like the soul without His long-reaching essence. Both of these are imperfect and incomplete, Both of these are foolish and fruitless. His matter is not of the old or the new, He is the one, for there is none other than He among all existences. His dominion is not known by an end, Nor is His essence described by a beginning. He does not buy hypocrisy, deceit, and trickery, He looks only toward unity and sincerity. The eye of the intellect chooses the Truth, The eye that sees only colors does not see the Truth. False is whatever adorns the eye, Truth does not enter the illusions of water and clay. Intellect encompasses mixtures and illusions, Both of them, however, on a simple, vast plain. How can His essence manifest to the creations? In which mirror could He enter? Space and soul are both Your servants, They are Your castle-guards and breath-counters. When you emerge from soul and space, Then you shall see God through God. Not everyone can bear the burden of monotheism, Not every worthless straw can taste the flavor of unity. God is the worshipped One in every place, Yet the worshipped One is not limited to any space. The bodily man is lost from the path, Infidelity and anthropomorphism go hand in hand. In the path of sincerity, leave your self behind, Rise and wash your hands of this ominous ego. From within you, the divine craftsmanship painted, Not from yellow, white, red, or black. And from without you, the heavens painted, From what? From wind, water, fire, and earth. His action and His essence are beyond instrument and direction, For His identity is full of 'Kun' (Be) and 'Hu' (He). 'Kun' is two letters, both silent and powerless, Both are seas without desire. His essence, to the gnostic and the scholar, Is far above 'how', 'why', 'what', and 'if'. The heavens will take back what they gave, But the design of 'Allah' remains eternal. He who colored you without color, Will never take back any color from you. The heavens will not leave to you forever, The colors yellow, black, red, and white. He gathered for you, more than you, What was your provision before you existed. He created you with craft in obligation, His grace defined Himself to you. He said: 'I was a hidden treasure, and I loved to be known, so I created creation that I might be known.' Made a precious pearl out of Kâf and Nûn, Left the eye as a mouth filled with Yâ-Sîn. Beneath the heavens, by the command and craft of God, He made four adversaries dwell in one place. Their gathering is a proof of His power, His power is the designer of His wisdom. All are opposites, yet by divine command, All have become companions of one another. Pre-eternity has magically cast all of them Into the house of non-existence by His command. Four jewels, through the effort of seven stars, Have become interpreters for the Colorless. He who designed you without a pen, Can also explain it without color. It is as if you say the world, in both ugliness and goodness, Is nothing but from Him, by Him, and rather Himself. All have found form and image from Him, Both the primal hyle (matter) and the body. The element and the primary hyle (matter), The nature and colors of the four elements. Know them all as reaching their ultimate end, And know them as the ladder rungs to the Divine.

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