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Mosibat Nameh

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بخش ۶ - الحكایة و التمثیل / Section 6 - The Tale and the Parable

Original content

هست مرغی همچو آتش بیقرار
روز و شب گردنده گرد شاخسار

میزند منقار در شاخ درخت
شاخ خواهی نرم باش و خواه سخت

این چنین مرغی بشوق و شدتی
بر سلیمان گشت عاشق مدتی

هر زمانش بیقراری تازه شد
هر دمش بی صبری از اندازه شد

آمدی پیش سلیمان از پگاه
سوی او دزدیده میکردی نگاه

بال و پر از عشق او میسوختی
پس بحیلت باز بر میدوختی

خواند یک روزی سلیمان در برش
کرد از آن یک خواندن عاشق ترش

گفت میدانم که بر من عاشقی
چون توئی عشق مرا کی لایقی

گر نشان میباید از وصل منت
تا ز وصلم چشم گردد روشنت

حاجتی دارم روا کن بعد ازآن
تو مرا و من ترا تا جاودان

ور نگردانی تو آن حاجت روا
نه مرا باشی تو و نه من ترا

گفت من یک چوب خواهم از تو خواست
نه تر و نه و خشک ونه کوژ و نه راست

روز و شب آن مرغ عاشق بیقرار
مست میگردد بگرد شاخسار

میزند در شاخ منقار ای عجب
میکند آن چوب هرجائی طلب

گر هزاران قرن گردد در جهان
از چنین چوبی کجا یابد نشان

خلق عالم جمله در شیب و فراز
این چنین چوبی همی جوینده باز

این چنین چوبی نشان هرگز نداشت
هیچ چوبی درجهان این عز نداشت

این طلب در آب بحر انداز تو
کاین چنین چوبی نیابی باز تو

از چنین چوبی ترا نامی بس است
سوی تو یک ذره پیغامی بس است

چون بدست آوردنش کس را نبود
تا ابد جز نام ازو کس را چه سود

English translation

There is a bird, restless as fire, Circling the branches day and night. It strikes its beak against the branch of the tree, Whether the branch is soft or hard. Such a bird, with desire and intensity, Became a lover of Solomon for a time. Every moment its restlessness was renewed, Every breath its impatience grew beyond measure. It would come before Solomon at dawn, Stealing glances toward him. Its wings and feathers burned from his love, Then by a trick, it would mend them again. One day, Solomon called it to his side, And with that one call, made it even more in love. He said, 'I know that you are in love with me; How could one like you be worthy of my love? If you need a sign of union with me, So that your eyes may be brightened by my union, I have a need, fulfill it; and after that, You are mine, and I am yours forever. And if you do not fulfill that need, Neither are you mine, nor am I yours.' He said, 'I will ask you for a piece of wood: Neither wet nor dry, and neither crooked nor straight.' Day and night, that restless enamored bird Wanders intoxicated around the branches. It strikes its beak against the branch, oh wonder! Seeking that wood everywhere. If it wanders for thousands of centuries in the world, Where will it find a trace of such a wood? All the people of the world, in their ups and downs, Are also seekers of such a wood. Such a wood never left a trace, No wood in the world had such glory. Cast this quest into the water of the sea, For you will not find such a wood again. From such a wood, its name is enough for you, Toward you, a tiny message of it is enough. Since attaining it was impossible for anyone, Until eternity, what use is it to anyone but its name?

Updated 2026-07-03

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