1Cademy - بخش ۲۰ - حکایت آن متکلم و صوفی که زبان استدلال گشاد و صوفی از صفای ذوق و وجدان خبر داد / Section 20 - The Tale of the Scholar and the Sufi, where the Scholar Opened the Language of Reasoning, and the Sufi Spoke of the Purity of Taste and Intuition

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Haft Awrang

Poem

بخش ۲۰ - حکایت آن متکلم و صوفی که زبان استدلال گشاد و صوفی از صفای ذوق و وجدان خبر داد / Section 20 - The Tale of the Scholar and the Sufi, where the Scholar Opened the Language of Reasoning, and the Sufi Spoke of the Purity of Taste and Intuition

Original content

فاضلی وادی برهان پیمای
در بیابان جدل جان فرسای

عمر در بحث و جدل طی کرده
پای یکران عمل پی کرده

نه دلش را ز طریقت نوری
نه سرش را ز حقیقت شوری

صوفیی دید ز آلایش پاک
زده در چهره آسایش خاک

ز ریاضت شده چون موی تنش
سر مویی نه سر خویشتنش

زان تقابل که میان شب و روز
هست با برد دی و حر تموز

شد به جنگاوریش شیر مصاف
زخم زن گشت به شمشیر خلاف

گفت کای روی تو چون خوی درشت
کرده بر صحبت دانایان پشت

با شناسایی خود ساخته ای
گو خدا را به چه بشناخته ای

گفت ازان فیض که هر لحظه ز غیب
ریزدم بر دل و جان پاک ز عیب

گرچه شد موج زنم خاطر ازان
هست گفتار زبان قاصر ازان

فاضلش گفت بدین کشف نهان
چون شوی قاید کوران جهان

گفت من غرق شناساوریم
نیست کاری به شناساگریم

هر که پی بر پی من بشتابد
هر چه من یافتم او هم یابد

کار من نیست که کس را به جدال
ره نمایم به خدای متعال

English translation

A learned scholar, traversing the valley of proof, In the desert of disputation, wearing out his soul, Having spent his life in debate and controversy, And crippled the horse of action; Neither did his heart possess a light from the spiritual path, Nor did his head have a passion from the truth. He saw a Sufi, pure from defilement, Having rubbed the dust of peace upon his face; Through self-discipline, his body had become thin as a hair, Yet not a hair's breadth of self-will remained in him. Out of that opposition which exists between night and day, Or between the cold of winter and the heat of summer, He became a lion of battle in fighting him, Striking wounds with the sword of opposition. He said: 'O you whose face is rough like your temperament, Who have turned your back on the company of the wise! You are content with your own self-knowledge; Tell me, by what have you recognized God?' He replied: 'From that grace which every moment from the Unseen Pours into my heart and soul, pure of defect. Though my mind becomes waves because of it, The speech of the tongue is unable to express it.' The scholar said to him: 'With this hidden revelation, How can you be a guide to the blind of the world?' He replied: 'I am drowned in direct mystical experience, I have nothing to do with theoretical definition. Whoever hastens to follow in my footsteps, Whatever I have found, he too shall find. It is not my task to lead anyone to God the Exalted Through disputation.'

Updated 2026-07-19

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