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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 عبدالله طاهر در شکار
باز میآمد بشهر آن نامدار

بود در راهش پلی جای نشست
پیر زالی از پس آن پل بجست

اسب عبدالله سر بر زد ز راه
بر زمین افکند از فرقش کلاه

خشمگین شد سخت عبدالله ازو
خواست تا خود را کند آگاه ازو

گفت ای نادان چکارت اوفتاد
کاین چنین جای اختیارت اوفتاد

قصهٔ دادش بدست آن پیرزن
گفت فرزندیست بی جرم آن من

مانده در زندان تو خوار و اسیر
لطف کن او را برون آر ای امیر

میبسوزد جان من از درد او
شد سیه روزم ز روی زرد او

پیرم و رفته بآخر روز من
رحمتی کن بر دل پر سوز من

خورد سوگند از سر خشم آن امیر
کان پسر در حبس خواهد مرد اسیر

برنیارم من ز زندان هرگزش
همچنان میدارم آنجا عاجزش

پیره زن گفت ای امیر کاردان
نیست بر کاری خداوند جهان

گر تو بر کاری خدا هم نیز هست
قادر و دانندهٔ هر چیز هست

من کنون با او گذارم کار خویش
توبرو من نیز بردم بار خویش

تا در چون حق جهانداری بود
بر در تو آمدن عاری بود

تن زدم جان سوخته رفتم ز جای
تا تو بهتر آئی اکنون با خدای

این سخن بر جان عبدالله زد
اشک خونین بر غبار راه زد

خورد سوگندی دگر آن مهربان
کز سر پل نگذرم من این زمان

تا نیارند آن پسر را سوی من
تا ببینم روی او او روی من

شد بزندان مرد و آوردش سوار
چون جمال او بدید آن نامدار

خلعتش بخشید وگفت آن سرفراز
تا بگردانند در شهرش بناز

پس منادی میکنند از چپ و راست
کاین طلیق الله آزاد خداست

این چنین کاری که کوهی کاه کرد
رغم عبدالله را الله کرد

گر تحمل هست نیکو از یکی
هست نیکوتر ز شاهان بیشکی

English translation

Abdullah Tahir was out hunting, That renowned man was returning to the city. On his path, there was a bridge with a place to sit, An old woman leaped out from behind that bridge. Abdullah's horse reared up from the path, And threw the hat from his head to the ground. Abdullah became extremely angry with her, He wanted to make her aware of his wrath. He said, 'O ignorant woman, what business befell you, That you chose such a place?' The old woman handed him the story of her grievance, She said, 'I have an innocent child, Left in your prison, humiliated and captive. Show grace and bring him out, O Emir! My soul is burning from his pain, My day has turned black from his pale face. I am old and my days have reached their end, Have mercy on my burning heart.' That Emir swore an oath out of anger, 'That boy will die a captive in prison! I will never bring him out of prison, I will keep him helpless there just as he is.' The old woman said, 'O capable Emir, Is the Lord of the World not in charge of affairs? If you are in charge, God is also there, He is capable and knowing of all things. I will now leave my affairs with Him, You go, and I too have carried away my burden. As long as there is the door of a Sovereign like God, Coming to your door would be a shame. I stayed silent and moved from this spot with a burned soul, So that you may now fare better with God.' These words struck Abdullah's soul, He shed bloody tears upon the dust of the road. That kind one swore another oath, 'I will not cross from the top of this bridge at this time, Until they bring that boy to me, Until I see his face and he sees mine.' A man went to the prison and brought him mounted, When that renowned man saw his beauty, That exalted one granted him a robe of honor and said, That they should parade him in the city with pride. Then they heralded from left and right: 'This is the freedman of God, set free by God! Such a deed that turned a mountain into straw, God did it to humble Abdullah.' If patience is good from anyone, It is undoubtedly even better from kings.

Updated 2026-07-03

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