1Cademy - بخش ۷۰ - شنیدن پادشاه حال سلامان را و عاجز ماندن از تدبیر کار او و در تدبیر آن به حکیم رجوع کردن / Section 70 - The King Hearing of Salamans State, Being Unable to Devise a Solution for Him, and Consulting the Sage for His Plan

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بخش ۷۰ - شنیدن پادشاه حال سلامان را و عاجز ماندن از تدبیر کار او و در تدبیر آن به حکیم رجوع کردن / Section 70 - The King Hearing of Salaman's State, Being Unable to Devise a Solution for Him, and Consulting the Sage for His Plan

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چون سلامان ماند از ابسال اینچنین
بود در روز و شبش حال اینچنین

محرمان آن پیش شه گفتند باز
جان او افتاد ازان غم در گداز

داشت با ابسال صد اندوه بیش
آمدش بی او غمی چون کوه پیش

با ویش غم بود و بی وی نیز هم
از ضمیر او نشد ناچیز غم

گنبد گردون عجب غمخانه ایست
بی غمی در وی دروغ افسانه ایست

چون گل آدم سرشتند از نخست
شد به قدش خلعت صورت درست

ریخت بالای وی از سر تا قدم
چل صباح ابر بلا باران غم

چون چهل بگذشت روزی تا به شب
بر سرش بارید باران طرب

لاجرم از غم کس آزادی نیافت
جز پس از چل غم یکی شادی نیافت

چون بود باران شادی ختم کار
گیرد آخر کار بر شادی قرار

لیک داند آن که دانش پرور است
کین قرار اندر سرای دیگر است

شه سلامان را در آن ماتم چو دید
بر دلش صد زخم رنج و غم رسید

چاره آن کار نتوانست هیچ
بر رگ جان اوفتادش تاب و پیچ

کرد عرض رای آن دانا حکیم
کای جهان را قبله امید و بیم

هر کجا درمانده ای را مشکلیست
حل آن ز اندیشه روشندلیست

در جهان امروز روشندل تویی
بند سای قفل هر مشکل تویی

سوخت ابسال و سلامان از غمش
کرده وقت خویش وقف ماتمش

نمی توان ابسال را آورد باز
نی سلامان را توان شد چاره ساز

گفتم اینک مشکل خود پیش تو
چاره جوی از عقل دور اندیش تو

رحمتی فرما که بس درمانده ام
در کف صد غصه مضطر مانده ام

داد آن دانا حکیم او را جواب
کای نگشته رایت از راه صواب

گر سلامان نشکند پیمان من
وآید اندر ربقه فرمان من

زود باز آرم به وی ابسال را
کشف گردانم ز وی این حال را

چند روزی چاره حالش کنم
جاودان دمساز ابسالش کنم

از حکیم این را سلامان چون شنید
زیر فرمان وی از جان آرمید

خار و خاشاک درش رفتن گرفت
هر چه گفت از جان پذیرفتن گرفت

خوش بود خاک در کامل شدن
بنده فرمان صاحبدل شدن

بشنو این نکته که دانا گفته است
گوهری بس خوب و زیبا سفته است

باش دانا بی لجاج و بی ستیز
یا که اندر سایه دانا گریز

رخنه کز نادانی افتد در مزاج
یابد از دانا و دانایی علاج

English translation

Since Salaman remained thus without Absal, This was his condition through day and night. The confidants reported this back to the King; His soul melted away from that sorrow. With Absal, he had more than a hundred griefs, But without her, a mountain of sorrow appeared before him. In her presence was grief, and in her absence too; Grief did not diminish or vanish from his mind. The dome of heaven is a strange house of sorrow; To be without grief in it is a false legend. When the clay of Adam was first kneaded, The robe of form was tailored to his stature. There poured over his frame from head to toe, For forty mornings, the cloud of affliction and rain of grief. When those forty days passed, from dawn to night, A rain of joy showered down upon his head. Therefore, no one ever found freedom from grief; Save after forty sorrows, none found a single joy. Since the rain of joy is the conclusion of the work, The end of the matter will ultimately rest upon joy. Yet he who is a fosterer of knowledge knows That this resting place is in another abode. When the King saw Salaman in that mourning, A hundred wounds of pain and grief struck his heart. He could find no remedy at all for that plight; Anguish and twisting fell upon the vein of his soul. He presented his case to that wise Sage, Saying, 'O Qiblah of hope and fear for the world! Wherever a helpless soul faces a difficulty, Its solution lies in the thought of an enlightened mind. In the world today, the enlightened one is you; You are the key to the lock of every problem. Absal has burned, and Salaman, from grief for her, Has dedicated his entire time to mourning her. Neither can Absal be brought back, Nor can a remedy be devised for Salaman. I have now laid my problem before you, Seeking a cure from your far-sighted intellect. Show some mercy, for I am utterly helpless, Trapped and distressed in the hands of a hundred sorrows.' The wise Sage gave him a reply: 'O King whose judgment has not strayed from the correct path! If Salaman does not break my covenant, And comes under the bond of my command, I will quickly restore Absal to him, And dispel this grief from his state. For a few days I shall manage his condition, And make him eternally compatible with Absal.' When Salaman heard this from the Sage, He willingly submitted to his command. He began to sweep the dust and thorns from his threshold, And accepted from his soul whatever he instructed. How pleasant it is to become the dust of the threshold of a perfect master, To become the servant of the command of an enlightened soul! Hear this subtle point which the wise man has spoken, Who has pierced a very beautiful and elegant gem: 'Be wise without obstinacy and without contention, Or else take refuge under the shadow of the wise. The breach that occurs in the temperament due to ignorance, Finds its cure through the wise and through wisdom.'

Updated 2026-07-18

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