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Mosibat Nameh

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بخش ۸ - الحكایة ‌و التمثیل / Section 8 - The Tale and the Parable

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بود شوریده دلی دیوانهٔ
روی کرده در بن ویرانهٔ

همچو باران زار برخود میگریست
سایلی گفتش که این گریه ز چیست

که بمردت گفت دور از تو دلم
دل بمرد و سخت تر شد مشکلم

گفت دل چون مردت و چون شد زجای
گفت چون اندوه بودش با خدای

خوش بمرد و دور گشت از من نهان
شد بر او و برون رفت از جهان

تا به تنهائی مرا حیران گذاشت
وین چنین افکنده سر گردان گذاشت

ای عجب جائی که آنجا شد دلم
رفتن آنجا مینماید مشکلم

آرزوی من بدآنجا رفتن است
لیک ره در قعر دریا رفتن است

گر رسم آنجایگه یک روز من
وارهم از گریه و از سوز من

هر کرا این درد عالم سوز نیست
در شبست و هرگز او را روز نیست

درد میباید که بی درمان بود
تا اگر درمان کنی آسان بود

English translation

There was a distraught, mad man, Who had turned his face to the depths of a ruin. He wept bitterly over himself like the rain; A questioner asked him, "What is this weeping for? Who of yours has died?" He said, "Far be it from you, my heart! My heart died, and my problem became harder." He asked, "How did your heart die, and how did it leave its place?" He replied, "Because it had sorrow with God. It died joyfully and became hidden far from me; It went to Him and departed from the world, So that it left me alone in bewilderment, And left me cast down and wandering thus. Oh, what a wondrous place where my heart has gone! Going there seems difficult to me. My desire is to go there, But the path is to go into the depths of the sea. If I reach that place one day, I will be delivered from my weeping and my burning. Whoever does not have this world-burning pain, Is in the night and never has a day. Pain must be without a cure, So that if you cure it, it would be easy."

Updated 2026-07-03

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