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Mosibat Nameh

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بخش ۳ - الحكایة و التمثیل / Section 3 - The Tale and the Parable

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بامدادی رفت ابلیس لعین
تا به درگاه نبی العالمین

هم ز سلمان هم ز حیدر بارخواست
برنیامد کوژ رو را کار راست

گفت پیغامبر که او را بار نیست
گو برو کو را بر من کار نیست

کی بود ابلیس ملعون مرد من
یا تواند دید هرگز گرد من

عاقبت جبریل میآمد دوان
گفت ره ده آن لعین را یک زمان

تا غم مهجوری خود گویدت
حال درد دوری خود گویدت

راه دادش سید و صدر انام
چون درآمد کرد سید را سلام

گفت میدانم که نوشت باد نوش
این که تو رفتی سوی معراج دوش

سیدش گفتا که رفتم ای لعین
گفت دیدی عرش رب العالمین

گفت دیدم عرش و کرسی و فلک
جملهٔ اسرار و آیات ملک

گفت دیدی عرش را از دست راست
گفت دیدم عالم نور و نواست

گفت دیدی بر چپ عرش اله
وادی منکر بیابانی سیاه

گفت دیدم دور بود از راه من
گفت بود آن دشت مجلس گاه من

گفت دیدی آن علم را سرنگون
آن علم آن منست ای رهنمون

گفت دیدی منبر بشکسته را
حق نهاده بود این دل خسته را

منبرم آن بود مجلس گفتمی
خویش را زر خلق را مس گفتمی

از ملایک هفتصد ره صد هزار
زیر آن منبر گرفتندی قرار

من روایت از خدا میکردمی
یک بیک را آشنا میکردمی

من چه دانستم که بیگانه منم
عاقل ایشانند و دیوانه منم

ظن چنان بردم که هستم دولتی
بیخبر بودم ز طوق لعنتی

لعنتی را پنج حرف آمد شمار
لام و عین ونون و تا و یا کنار

دوش سلطانی که معراجت نهاد
از لعمرک بر سرت تاجت نهاد

پنج حرف آمد لعمرک ای عزیز
لام و عین و میم و راو کاف نیز

پنج آن تست و پنج آن منست
راحت آن تست و رنج آن منست

طوق من پنجست و تاج تست پنج
آن من خاکست و آن تست گنج

گرچه هستی هم رسول و هم امین
طوق من میبین و ایمن کم نشین

زانکه من هرچند هستم هیچ چیز
تاج تو بینم نیم نومید نیز

من نیم نومید تو ایمن مباش
بی نیازی مینگر ساکن مباش

منصبی کآغاز کار ابلیس داشت
قدر آن نشناخت ازآن سر میفراشت

چون ازان منصب بخاک افتاد خوار
قدر دان شد لیک داد از دست کار

دیدهٔ خورشید بین خیره بود
آب چون بر در رود تیره بود

English translation

One morning, the accursed Iblis went To the court of the Prophet of the Worlds. He requested an audience from both Salman and Haydar, (But) the crooked-walker's work did not go straight. The Prophet said that he has no audience, 'Tell him to go away, for he has no business with me. How could the accursed Iblis be my man, Or how could he ever see the dust around me?' Eventually, Gabriel came running, He said, 'Give way to that accursed one for a moment, So he may tell you the sorrow of his separation, And recount to you the state of his pain of distance.' The Master and foremost of mankind gave him way; When he entered, he offered greetings to the Master. He said, 'I know—may the sweet drink be yours— That you went toward the Ascension last night.' The Master said to him, 'I went, O accursed one.' He said, 'Did you see the Throne of the Lord of the Worlds?' He said, 'I saw the Throne, the Footstool, and the heaven, All the secrets and signs of the dominion.' He said, 'Did you see the Throne from the right hand?' He said, 'I saw, it is a world of light and melody.' He said, 'Did you see on the left of God's Throne, The valley of Munkir (denial), a black desert?' He said, 'I saw it, it was far from my path.' He said, 'That plain was my gathering place.' He said, 'Did you see that banner upside down? That banner is mine, O guide.' He said, 'Did you see the broken pulpit? God had placed it for this wounded heart. That was my pulpit, I used to speak to the assembly, I would call myself gold and the creatures copper. Of angels, seven hundred times a hundred thousand Would take their place beneath that pulpit. I used to narrate from God, I would acquaint them one by one. How did I know that the stranger is me, That they are the wise ones and I am the madman? I assumed that I was a fortunate one, I was unaware of the collar of the curse. The word "curse" (la'nati) counts as five letters: Lam, ayn, nun, ta, and ya at the side. Last night, the King who granted you the Ascension, Placed a crown on your head from "La'amruk" (By your life). "La'amruk" is five letters, O dear one: Lam, ayn, mim, ra, and kaf as well. Its five are yours and its five are mine, Comfort is yours and pain is mine. My collar is five and your crown is five, Mine is dust and yours is treasure. Although you are both a Messenger and trustworthy, Look at my collar and do not sit so secure. For although I am nothing, Seeing your crown, I am not without hope either. I am not without hope; you, do not be secure, Observe (His) Needlessness and do not remain settled.' He who held the rank of Iblis at the beginning of the affair, Did not know its value, so he raised his head. When from that rank he fell to the dust, abased, He became aware of its value, but he lost the work. The sun-seeing eye was dazzled, When water flows to the door, it is dark.

Updated 2026-07-03

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