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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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نصر احمد اندر ایام بهار
داشت عزم باغ و قصد سبزه زار

مطربان از پیش بفرستاده بود
همره ایشان سماع و باده بود

محتسب بود آن یکی الیاس نام
سخت در تقوی و در معنی تمام

پیش آمد قوم را دره بدست
وانچه دید او هم بریخت و هم شکست

نصر را زان حال حالی شد خبر
کرد نصر الیاس را حاضر مگر

گفت ای الیاسک شوریده دین
گفت ای نصرک چه افتادست هین

گفت این حسبت که فرمودت بگو
گفت این شاهی ز که بودت بگو

گفت از امر امیرالمؤمنین
گفت آن من ز رب العالمین

گفت گوئی مینترسی ذرهٔ
گفت از عالم منم وین درهٔ

نه طمع دارم بکس هرگز دمی
نه مرا در چشم آید عالمی

نه ز کشتن باشدم یک ذره بیم
نه بترسم از بلا چون تو سلیم

گر کسی خون ریزد و خون راندم
خوش بود کان خون بحق برساندم

خون ترا چون سوی حق رهبر بود
در جهان چیزی ازین بهتر بود

مشک هم خوش هم نکو آید ترا
زانکه بوی خون ازو آید ترا

نصر را الحق خوش آمد گفتنش
محو شد از گفت او آشفتنش

گفت شادم کردی اکنون شاد باش
حاجتی خواه از من و آزاد باش

گفت من حاجت ندارم بیش و کم
گفت البته بباید خواست هم

بر کنار حضرت شاه شریف
بود استاده غلامی بس ضعیف

کرد شیخ الیاس سوی او نگاه
گفت حاجت زوست نه از پادشاه

نصر گفتا پیش چون من شهریار
زوچه خواهی حاجت آخر شرم دار

گفت پس من شرم دارم این زمان
کز تو خواهم با خداوند جهان

کرد الحاحش که البته بخواه
گفت میباید که این دم پادشاه

بدهدم هژده کری گندم تمام
زانکه اینم در سمرقندست وام

نصر گفتا گندم به بنگرید
پس به اشتر با سمرقندش برید

بعد ازان الیاس گفت ای پادشاه
من چنان خواهم که این گندم براه

خود بگردن بر نهی بی سرکشی
در سمرقندش بری با دلخوشی

نصر گفتش تو ز من آگه نئی
زانکه با من در رهی همره نئی

گر روم در باغ خود افزون دو گام
آبله گیرد همه پایم تمام

چون توانم شد ز نیشابور من
بار بر سر تا بجای دور من

بعد از آن الیاس گفت این روشنست
کاین قدر بارت اگر بر گردنست

عاجزی گر تا سمرقندش بری
ور بری دانم که تا چندش بری

جملهٔ بار خراسان روز و شب
تا ابد بر گردن تست ای عجب

چون قیامت باز اندازد بساط
باچنین باری چه سازی بر صراط

بار بینم عالمی بر گردنت
تا بود یک گردهٔ نان خوردنت

با چنین باری چو دم نتوان زدن
بر صراط حق قدم نتوان زدن

نصر حالی توبه کرد و بازگشت
ترک شاهی گفت و اهل راز گشت

در تحمل هرکه او پاکی بود
گر بود بر آسمان خاکی بود

حلم او بار جهانی میکشد
میکند سود و زیانی میکشد

English translation

Nasr Ahmad, during the days of spring, Had the intention of the garden and the meadow. He had sent the musicians ahead, Along with them were music and wine. There was a muhtasib named Elias, Strict in piety and complete in spirituality. He came before the group with a whip in hand, And whatever he saw, he spilled and broke. Nasr immediately received news of that situation, Nasr then summoned Elias to appear. He said, 'O little Elias of disturbed religion!' He replied, 'O little Nasr, what has happened? Speak!' He said, 'Tell me, who commanded you to do this inspection?' He replied, 'Tell me, who gave you this kingship?' He said, 'By the command of the Commander of the Faithful.' He replied, 'Mine is from the Lord of the Worlds.' He said, 'It seems you do not fear even a particle?' He replied, 'From the world, I am just this and this whip. I have no greed towards anyone, ever, for a moment, Nor does a whole world appear significant in my eyes. I have not a particle of fear of being killed, Nor do I fear affliction like you, who are complacent. If someone spills my blood and sheds my blood, It would be pleasant, for that blood would bring me to the Truth. When your blood is your guide towards the Truth, Could there be anything better than this in the world? Musk comes to you as pleasant and good, Because the scent of blood comes to you from it.' Nasr, in truth, liked his speech, His agitation vanished because of his words. He said, 'You made me glad, now be glad, Ask a need of me, and be free.' He said, 'I have no need, more or less.' He said, 'By all means, you must ask for something.' At the side of the noble king's presence, Was standing a very weak servant. Sheikh Elias looked towards him, And said, 'The need should be asked of him, not from the king.' Nasr said, 'Before a monarch like me, What need do you ask of him? Have some shame!' He said, 'Then I should be ashamed at this time, That I should ask of you, when there is the Lord of the World.' He insisted that he must ask. He said, 'The king must, this very moment, Give me fully eighteen measures of wheat, Because this is my debt in Samarkand.' Nasr said, 'Select the best wheat, Then take it by camel to his Samarkand.' After that, Elias said, 'O king, I want it such that this wheat, on the way, You yourself carry on your neck without rebellion, And carry it to Samarkand with a glad heart.' Nasr told him, 'You are not aware of my state, For you are not my companion on the road. If I walk more than two steps in my own garden, My entire foot becomes completely blistered. How can I go from Nishapur, With a load on my head, to a distant place?' After that, Elias said, 'It is clear, That if this much load is upon your neck, You are helpless to carry it to Samarkand, And if you carry it, I know how far you could take it. But the entire burden of Khorasan, day and night, Is upon your neck until eternity, oh wonder! When resurrection lays out its expanse, With such a burden, what will you do on the Bridge (Sirat)? I see a world of burden upon your neck, Just so you can eat a single loaf of bread. With such a burden, when one cannot even breathe, One cannot step upon the Bridge of Truth.' Nasr immediately repented and turned back, He abandoned kingship and became a man of spiritual secrets. Whoever is pure in endurance, Even if he is in the sky, he remains humble as dust. His forbearance carries the burden of a world; It brings benefit, while enduring loss.

Updated 2026-07-03

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