1Cademy - بخش ۳۰ - مقاله پنجم در اشارت به روزه رمضان که نوریست کثیرالفیضان هم روح را شمع انجمن افروز است و هم نفس را برق خرمن سوز / Section 30 - The Fifth Discourse, in Allusion to the Fast of Ramadan, Which is a Light of Abundant Overflow, Serving Both as an Assembly-Brightening Candle for the Soul and a Harvest-Burning Lightning for the Carnal Soul

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بخش ۳۰ - مقاله پنجم در اشارت به روزه رمضان که نوریست کثیرالفیضان هم روح را شمع انجمن افروز است و هم نفس را برق خرمن سوز / Section 30 - The Fifth Discourse, in Allusion to the Fast of Ramadan, Which is a Light of Abundant Overflow, Serving Both as an Assembly-Brightening Candle for the Soul and a Harvest-Burning Lightning for the Carnal Soul

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ای ز پی طبل شکم همچو نای
جمله گلو گشته ز سر تا به پای

کار تو از هر چه تصور کنی
نیست بجز آنکه شکم پر کنی

حرص تو لقمه نه به انصاف زد
دایه تو را بهر شکم ناف زد

چند کشی رنج شکم از گزاف
گر نزدت دایه بدین شیوه ناف

ساز چو نافه شکم خویش خشک
بو که دمد از نفست بوی مشک

نکهت روزه ز لب روزه دار
به بود از نافه مشک تتار

معده معد کرده پی نان و آب
کی شود از قوت روان بهره یاب

باطنت از نفس و هوا ممتلی
چون رسدت لذت «الصوم لی »

هر چه بدان شرع بشارت ده است
از همه حرف «انا اجزی به » است

شعله دوزخ چو شود تیغ زن
یا شررش ناوک خذلان فکن

روزه گرد آمده در دفترت
چون سپر نور کشد در برت

حرص و شره دوزخ پر آتش است
مهر زدن بر در دوزخ خوش است

روزه بود مهر زدن بر درش
مهر بزن تا برهی از شرش

چون خر کناس ز بس ناخوشی
خوی گرفتی به نجاست کشی

با من از این نکته چه باشی درشت
تو به شکم می کشی و او به پشت

ماه نو روزه ببین از افق
کابروی حور است ز نیلی تتق

می کند ایما که لب از بهر ما
مهر کن ای مهر لبت مهر ما

لب چو ببندی ز طعام و شراب
در حرم مات شود فتح باب

طرفه کلیدی که درین تنگنای
هاویه بند آمد و جنت گشای

سیصد و شصت است تو را روز سال
بیش ز کم خواری یکی سی منال

گرز تو یابد یک ازین سی شکست
حلق ز کفارتت افتد به شصت

کرده قضا دین تو را غارت است
کت ز ادا روی به کفارت است

گرسنگی طعمه خوان رضاست
تشنه لبی شربت جام صفاست

روزه خاصان نه همین است و بس
بلکه بریدن بود از هر هوس

هر چه نباید که بجویی مجوی
هر چه نشاید که بگویی مگوی

چشم مکن باز به نادیدنی
گوش بپرداز ز نشنیدنی

دست میالای به شغل دغل
پای مفرسای به راه امل

علم و عمل را ز ریا پاک کن
بلکه دل از غیر خدا پاک کن

نیست تو را قبله دین جز خدای
هیچ مدان هیچ مبین جز خدای

هر چه نه ذکر وی ازان دم ببند
وانچه پسندش نبود کم پسند

وایه نفس است جز او هر چه هست
وای تو گر زان نکشی باز دست

جستن آن وایه ز بی مایگیست
مایه اقبال تو بی وایگیست

نفس و هوا گر شرفی داشتی
اهل دلش کی به تو بگذاشتی

در دل و جان تخم دگر کاشتند
لاجرم آن را به تو بگذاشتند

English translation

O you who, because of the drum of the belly, are like a reed-pipe, All throat from head to foot! Your business, whatever you may imagine, Is nothing but to fill your belly. Your greed did not take the morsel with fairness; The nurse cut your umbilical cord for the sake of the belly. How long will you suffer the belly's pain in vain, Even if the nurse did cut your cord in this manner? Make your belly dry like a musk-pod, So that perhaps the scent of musk may blow from your breath. The breath of fasting from the faster's lips Is better than the musk-pod of the Tatar musk-deer. A stomach prepared for bread and water, How can it benefit from the soul's nourishment? When your inner self is full of passion and desire, How can the pleasure of 'Fasting is for Me' reach you? Whatever tidings the Divine Law (Shari'ah) gives, The greatest word is 'and I am its reward.' When the flame of Hell strikes like a sword, Or its sparks cast the arrows of abandonment, The fasting recorded in your ledger Will draw over you like a shield of light. Greed and gluttony are a fire-filled Hell; It is pleasant to seal the door of Hell. Fasting is the seal placed upon its door; Apply the seal so that you may escape its evil. Like a scavenger's donkey, out of sheer wretchedness, You have grown accustomed to carrying filth. Why are you harsh with me over this point? You carry it in your belly, and he carries it on his back. See the new moon of fasting on the horizon, Which is like the eyebrow of a houri from a dark blue veil, Signaling that, for our sake, Seal your lips, O you whose lip's beauty is our seal. When you close your lips to food and drink, A gate of opening is unlocked in the sanctuary. What a wondrous key that in this narrow world, Locks the abyss of Hell and opens Paradise! Your year has three hundred and sixty days; Do not complain of eating little for thirty of them. If even one of these thirty is broken by you, Your throat falls into the trap of sixty days of expiation. If neglect has plundered your debt [of fasting], Your turning from performance leads to expiation. Hunger is the food from the table of Divine Pleasure; Thirst is the drink from the cup of purity. The fasting of the elect is not just this and nothing more; Rather, it is cutting oneself off from every desire. Whatever you should not seek, do not seek; Whatever you should not say, do not say. Do not open your eyes to what should not be seen; Clear your ears of what should not be heard. Do not defile your hands with deceitful work; Do not weary your feet on the path of false hope. Purify both knowledge and action from hypocrisy; Nay, purify the heart of all besides God. You have no qibla of religion other than God; Know nothing and see nothing but God. Every breath that is not His remembrance, stop it; And whatever is not pleasing to Him, value it less. All else besides Him is the portion of the self; Woe to you if you do not withdraw your hand from it. Seeking that portion is out of lack of substance; The substance of your good fortune is having no such portion. If passion and desire possessed any nobility, How would the people of heart have left them to you? In their heart and soul they sowed another seed; Consequently, they left this one to you.

Updated 2026-07-19

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