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بخش ۱ - المقالة التاسعة و الثلثون / Section 1 - The Thirty-Ninth Discourse

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سالک بیدل فغان برداشته
پیش دل شد دل ز جان برداشته

گفت ای حایل میان جسم و جان
عکس اسرار تو ذرات جهان

جملهٔ اسرار هست و نیست راست
تا ابد از ذات تو حاصل تراست

هست آن ذرات جمله معنوی
دایما پاک از یکی و از دوی

وی عجب آنجا یک و دو نیز هست
نیست تمییز و همه تمییز هست

گر نبودی هست و نیست آیات تو
جزو بودی کل نبودی ذات تو

جمله داری و نداری هیچ چیز
تا چو هر بودت بود نابود نیز

با احد دور از عدد چون شنیدی
همچو جمعه نی خودی نه بیخودی

چون یسار تو یمین آمد همه
هرچه آن را گوئی این آمدهمه

این و آنت نقد آن و این بس است
حجت کلت ایدیه این بس است

در میان اصبعین افتادهٔ
لاجرم غیری و عین افتادهٔ

اصبعینت را یمین سلطان بسست
این دو حجت دایمت برهان بسست

چون چنین قربی مسلم آمدت
کمترین بعدی دو عالم آمدت

قربتی ده این بعید افتاده را
بیدلی در من یزید افتاده را

دل ز بیدل چون شنود اسرار او
همچو دل سرگشته شد در کار او

گفت من عکسی ام از خورشید جان
مست جاوید از می جاوید جان

دل ز اصبع جان ز نفخ خاص خاست
کی کند ظاهر چو باطن کار راست

قلب از آنم من که میگردم مقیم
تا رسد از نفخ روحم یک نسیم

قلب از آنم من که میگردم مدام
تا رسد از قرب جانم یک سلام

قلب از آنم من که میگردم چو گوی
تا رسد ازجان مرا یک ذره بوی

دایما بی باده مست افتاده ام
کز چنان باطن بدست افتاده ام

باطنی کانرا نهایت روی نیست
اهل ظاهر را ازو یک موی نیست

جان ز باطن میرسد من چون کنم
لاجرم زین غصه خود را خون کنم

یک نفس گر قرب من میبایدت
در میان خون وطن میبایدت

ورنه ترک خون و ترک خاک گیر
پاک گرد و راه جان پاک گیر

سالک آمد پیش پیر هوشیار
حال خود برگفت دل پر اضطرار

پیر گفتش هست دل دریای عشق
موج او پرگوهر سودای عشق

درد عشق آمد دوای هر دلی
حل نشد بی عشق هرگز مشکلی

عشق در دل بین و دل در جان نهان
صد جهان در صد جهان درصد جهان

در کلیدانی چه میباشی همی
این جهانها راتماشا کن دمی

چند اندیشی بدین میدان درآی
همچو گوئی گرد و سرگردان درآی

مصلحت اندیش نبود مرد عشق
بیقراری خواهد از تو درد عشق

English translation

The heart-lost seeker raised a lament, He went before the heart, his heart detached from the soul. He said: "O barrier between body and soul, The atoms of the world are the reflection of your secrets. All the secrets of existence and non-existence, in truth, Are acquired for you from your essence until eternity. Those atoms are entirely spiritual, Always pure from oneness and duality. Oh wonder, there is both one and two there, There is no distinction, and yet all distinction is there. If existence and non-existence were not your signs, Your essence would be a part, not the whole. You have everything and you have nothing at all, So that just as you have being, you also have non-being. Since you have heard 'with the One, far from number', Like Friday, you are neither self nor selfless. Since your left has all become right, Whatever you call 'that', has all become 'this'. Your 'this and that' is ready cash enough for 'that and this', The proof of your totality is 'His hands', this is enough. You have fallen between the two fingers (of God), Inevitably you have fallen as both the other and the essence. The right hand of the Sultan is enough for your two fingers, These two proofs are constantly enough for your demonstration. Since such proximity has become certain for you, The least distance for you became the two worlds. Give proximity to this one fallen far away, A heartless one who has fallen in excess." When the heart heard his secrets from the heartless one, Like the heart, it became bewildered in his affair. It said: "I am a reflection from the sun of the soul, Eternally drunk from the eternal wine of the soul. The heart arose from the finger, the soul from the special breath, When does the manifest do the right work like the hidden? I am a heart (qalb) because I am constantly turning, Until a breeze arrives from the breath of my spirit. I am a heart because I am turning constantly, Until a greeting arrives from the proximity of my soul. I am a heart because I am turning like a polo ball, Until a single atom of scent arrives to me from the soul. Constantly I have fallen drunk without wine, For I have fallen into hand from such a hidden realm. A hidden realm that ultimately has no outer face, The people of the manifest do not have a single hair of it. The soul arrives from the hidden, what can I do? Inevitably, from this grief I turn myself into blood. If for a single breath you need my proximity, You must make your homeland amidst blood. Otherwise, abandon blood and abandon dust, Become pure and take the path of the pure soul." The seeker came before the vigilant Pir, He recounted his state, a heart full of distress. The Pir told him: "The heart is the ocean of love, Its wave full of the pearl of the passion of love. The pain of love has come as the remedy for every heart, No problem was ever solved without love. See love in the heart, and the heart hidden in the soul, A hundred worlds in a hundred worlds in a hundred worlds. Why do you remain in a keyhole? Observe these worlds for a moment. How long will you ponder? Enter this field, Enter round and bewildered like a polo ball. The man of love is not a planner of interests, The pain of love will demand restlessness from you."

Updated 2026-07-03

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