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Mosibat Nameh

Poem

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

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بود دزدی، دزدی بسیار کرد
تا خلیفه ش عاقبت بردار کرد

میگذشت آنجایگه شبلی مگر
چشم افتادش بران زیر و زبر

اشک بر رویش ز کار او دوید
نعرهٔ زد پیش دار او دوید

بوسهٔ بر پای او داد و برفت
پیش او دستار بنهاد و برفت

سر این پرسید از وی سایلی
گفت بودست او بدزدی کاملی

از کمال او دزدی بسیار کرد
تا که جان را در سر این کار کرد

هرکه او در کار خود باشد تمام
جان خود در کار بازدوالسلام

گرچه دزدی جاهل و غافل بدست
لیک اندر کار خود کامل بدست

چون تمام افتاد او در کار خویش
زان نهادم پیش اودستار خویش

چون بدیدم دار چوبین جای او
بوسه زان دادم خوشی بر پای او

او بکار خویش مرد خویش بود
نه چو من نامرد درد خویش بود

او بمردی بود پشت لشگری
نه چو من آمد مخنث گوهری

جان او او را جوی ارزیده بود
نه چو من برجان خود لرزیده بود

مرد باید خواه خاص و خواه عام
کو بود در فن و کار خود تمام

ذرهٔ گر نیک نامی بایدت
در همه کاری تمامی بایدت

در تمامی گر تو کاری بد کنی
آن هم از بهر خلاص خود کنی

English translation

There was a thief who stole a great deal, Until the caliph finally hanged him on the gallows. By chance, Shibli happened to pass by that place, His eyes fell upon that upside-down state. Tears ran down his face over his affair, He let out a cry and ran to the gallows. He kissed his foot and departed, He placed his turban before him and departed. An inquirer asked him the secret of this, He said, "He was perfect in thievery. Out of his perfection, he stole a great deal, Until he sacrificed his life for this work. Whoever is complete in his own work, Will risk his life for his work, and that is all. Although he was an ignorant and heedless thief, Yet he was perfect in his own work. Since he turned out complete in his own work, For that reason, I placed my turban before him. When I saw the wooden gallows as his place, I gladly kissed his foot for it. He was a true man in his own work, Not like me, who am unmanly in my own pain. In manliness, he was the support of an army, Not like me, who turned out to be of cowardly essence. His life was worth but a barleycorn to him, Not like me, who trembled for my own life. A man must be, whether elite or commoner, One who is complete in his own art and work. If you desire a single atom of good name, You must have completeness in every work. In completeness, even if you do a bad work, You do that too for the sake of your own salvation."

Updated 2026-07-03

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