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Mosibat Nameh

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بخش ۲ - الحكایة و التمثیل / Section 2 - The Tale and the Parable

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بود ذوالنون را مریدی پاکباز
هم بمعنی اهل دل هم اهل راز

در حضورش چل چله افتاده بود
تا بچل موقف تمام استاده بود

مدت چل سال جانی غرق راز
پاسبان حجرهٔ دل بود باز

نه درین چل سال حرفی گفته بود
نه درین چل سال یکشب خفته بود

روزی آمد پیش ذوالنون دردناک
سرنهاد از عجز خود بر روی خاک

طاعت چل سالهٔ خود بر دوام
آنچه کرده بود بر گفتش تمام

گفت اگرچه هر چه گفتی کرده ام
همچو روز اولین در پرده ام

نه دری در سینه میبگشایدم
نه جمالی روی میبنمایدم

نه زحق خطی بنامم میرسد
نه بدل از وی پیامم میرسد

بر نمیگیرد بهیچم چون کنم
چند سوزم چند پیچم چون کنم

تا نگوئی کاین شکایت کردنست
لیک بدبختی حکایت کردنست

دل گرفتن نیست از طاعت مرا
لیک ذوقی نیست یک ساعت مرا

تو طبیبی غمگنان را چاره کن
داروی این عاشق خونخواره کن

شیخ چون بشنود ازآن سرگشته راز
گفت امشب ترک کن کلی نماز

نان بخور سیر و بخسب امشب تمام
تا گر از لطفت نمیآید پیام

بو که از عنفی کند در تو نگاه
زانکه پندارم بلطفت نیست راه

هرکسی را از رهی دیگر برند
گه زپای آرند و گه از سر برند

این سخن درویش چون بشنود رفت
بود تشنه سیر خورد و سیر خفت

مصطفی رادید هم آن شب بخواب
ای عجب در شب که بیند آفتاب

گفت میگوید خداوندت سلام
میدهد از حضرت خویشت پیام

کی بهمت رنجها برده بسی
کی کند هرگز زیان بر ما کسی

تحفهٔ خود یادگار تو نهم
هرچه خواهی در کنار تو نهم

گرچه تو چل ساله داری رنج راه
گنج دولت بخشمت این جایگاه

در عوض گنج کرم بازت دهم
خلعت و انعام و اعزازت دهم

لیکن از ماسوی ذوالنون برسلام
گو که هان ای مدعی ناتمام

ای همه تزویر و ناموس آمده
پاک رفته پیش و سالوس آمده

عاشقان را میکنی از ما نفور
تا ز راه ما همی گردند دور

همچو غول از رهزنی دم میزنی
کار مشتی خسته بر هم میزنی

گر نیندازم بصد رسوائیت
نی خدایم چند از رعنائیت

تا تو دست از رهزنی کوته کنی
عاشقان را تا بکی گمره کنی

زین سخن ذوالنون چنان دلشاد شد
کز دو عالم تا ابد آزاد شد

چون زکار خویش مرد آید یکی
آنچه میجوید بیابد بی شکی

چند خواهی بود نه پخته نه خام
نیک خواهی کار میباید تمام

هرکه او در کار خود کامل بود
عاقبت مقصود او حاصل بود

English translation

Dhu'l-Nun had a pure and devoted disciple, Truly a man of heart and a man of secrets. In his presence, he had undertaken forty periods of forty days (chillas), Until he had fully stood in forty stations. For forty years, a soul immersed in secrets, He was the watchman of the chamber of the heart. Neither in these forty years had he spoken a word, Nor in these forty years had he slept a single night. One day he came to Dhu'l-Nun in pain, He laid his head on the dust out of his own helplessness. His constant forty years of obedience, All that he had done, he recounted to him entirely. He said, "Although I have done whatever you told me, I am still veiled just as on the first day. Neither does a door open in my chest, Nor does any beauty show its face to me. Neither does a note from the Truth (God) reach my name, Nor does a message from Him reach my heart. He does not accept me at all, what should I do? How long must I burn, how long must I twist, what should I do? Lest you say this is complaining, Rather, it is narrating my misfortune. I am not disheartened by obedience, But I have no spiritual joy for even an hour. You are a physician, cure the sorrowful, Provide medicine for this blood-drinking lover." When the Sheikh heard the secret from that bewildered one, He said, "Tonight, completely abandon the prayer. Eat bread to your fill and sleep the whole night, So that if no message comes through grace, Perhaps He will look at you with severity (reprimand), For I think you have no path through grace. They lead everyone through a different path, Sometimes they bring them by the feet, sometimes by the head." When the dervish heard this speech, he went; He was thirsty, ate his fill, and slept his fill. That very night he saw Mustafa (the Prophet) in a dream; Oh wonder! Who sees the sun in the night? He said, "Your Lord sends you His greetings, And gives you a message from His Presence: 'O you who have endured much hardship with aspiration! When does anyone ever cause us a loss? I shall place My gift as your memorial, I shall place whatever you wish in your embrace. Though you have forty years of hardship on the path, I bestow upon you the treasure of fortune in this place. In return, I will give you the treasure of generosity, I will give you a robe of honor, bounty, and exaltation. However, from Us, bear greetings to Dhu'l-Nun, Tell him: Beware, O incomplete claimant! O you who have come entirely with deceit and reputation, Gone forward as pure but arrived as a hypocrite! You make the lovers repulsed by Us, So that they continually wander far from Our path. Like a ghoul, you speak of highway robbery, You disrupt the affairs of a handful of weary souls. If I do not cast you into a hundred disgraces, I am not God! How much of your arrogance?' So that you shorten your hand from highway robbery! How long will you lead the lovers astray?" From this word, Dhu'l-Nun became so joyous, That he was freed from both worlds for eternity. When a man becomes single-minded in his work, He will undoubtedly find what he seeks. How long will you be neither cooked nor raw? If you want good, the work must be complete. Whoever is complete in his work, In the end, his purpose will be achieved.

Updated 2026-07-03

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