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بخش ۱ - المقالة الثالثة و العشرون / Section 1 - The Twenty-Third Discourse

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سالک آمد نه درو عقل ونه هوش
وحشی آسا تنگدل پیش وحوش

گفت ای جنبندگان بحر و بر
راه پیمایان عالم سر بسر

پایمال هر خس ودون گشته اید
در میان خاک در خون گشته اید

در مقام نیستی افتاده اید
چشم بر هستی حق بنهاده اید

حق بلطف خود مثل زد از شما
جوهر موری بدل زد از شما

سورتی از نص قرآن قدم
کرد گردن بند موری از کرم

باز نحلی را چو شیر فحل کرد
زآنکه نام سورتی النحل کرد

عنکبوتی را همین تشریف داد
سورتی را هم بدو تعریف داد

مور را دل پر سخن در پیش کرد
تا سلیمان را ازو بی خویش کرد

چون شما را هست در اسرار دست
شد مراهم چون زفان از کار دست

دست من گیرید تا جائی رسم
بو کزین پستی ببالائی رسم

چون سلیمان پند گیرد از شما
دل سخن از جان پذیرد از شما

وحش چون بشنود از سالک سخن
گفت فرمان کن حدیث من مکن

من که باشم در همه روی زمین
تا مرا نامی بود در کوی دین

عمر کوتاهی ضعیفی بی تنی
خرده گیری همچو چشم سوزنی

عنکبوتی گر درآمد روز غار
پس شد آن دو چشم دین را پرده دار

عنکبوتی بر سطرلابست نیز
کو نداند بر فلک یک ذره چیز

خلق را روشن شود زو آفتاب
واو نداند آفتاب از هیچ باب

در همه عالم که جست از عنکبوت
قصهٔ حی الذی هو لایموت

قصهٔ مور ضعیف تیره حال
هم برین منوال میدان و مثال

نیک بین کز تشنگی مردن ترا
بهتر است از نام ما بردن ترا

گر کسی را از شکر تنگی بود
یک شکر خواهد قوی ننگی بود

عالمی پر عاشق شوریده اند
جمله صاحب درد و صاحب دیده اند

چه طلب داری تو از مور ومگس
گوئیا جز ما ندیدی هیچ کس

تا سخن گفتیم ما را مرده گیر
عمر رفته ره بسر نابرده گیر

سالک آمد پیش پیر تیز هوش
قصهٔ برگفتش از خیل وحوش

پیر گفتش هست وحش تنگ حال
هر صفت را کان خفی باشد مثال

هست در هر ذات صد عالم صفت
لیک اصل جمله آمد معرفت

معرفت را اصل توحید آمدست
ره سوی توحید تفرید آمدست

گر شوی چون وحش در ره پایمال
تا ابد جان را بدست آری کمال

کی دهد هرگز کمال جانت دست
تا نگردی پاک نیست از هر چه هست

تا تو با خویشی عدد بینی همه
چون شوی فانی احد بینی همه

English translation

The seeker came, with neither intellect nor consciousness, Like a wild beast, distressed, before the wild beasts. He said, 'O moving creatures of sea and land, Travelers of the world from end to end! You have been trampled by every vile and lowly one, Amidst the dust, you have rolled in blood. You have fallen into the station of nothingness, You have fixed your eyes upon the existence of the Truth. The Truth, by His grace, struck an example of you, He stamped the essence of an ant onto your hearts. A chapter from the text of the eternal Quran, He made a necklace for an ant out of grace. Again, He made a bee like a mighty lion, For He named a chapter The Bee. He granted this same honor to a spider, And defined a chapter by it. He gave the ant a heart full of words in His presence, Until it made Solomon lose himself because of it. Since you have a hand in the mysteries, My hand too, like my tongue, has ceased to work. Take my hand so that I may reach a place, Perhaps from this lowness I may reach the heights. Since Solomon takes advice from you, The heart accepts words from the soul from you.' When the wild beasts heard the seeker's words, They said, 'Submit to the command, do not speak of me. Who am I on the entire face of the earth, That I should have a name in the alley of religion? A short life, a weak one, without a body, A fault-finder like the eye of a needle. If a spider came on the day of the cave, It then became the curtain-keeper for the two eyes of religion. A spider is also upon the astrolabe, Yet it knows not a single speck of the heavens. The sun becomes clear to people through it, And it does not know the sun in any way. In the whole world, who sought from the spider, The story of the Living One Who never dies? The story of the weak, dark-fated ant, Know it also in this manner and example. Look well, for dying of thirst for you, Is better than mentioning our names. If someone has a scarcity of sugar, To beg for one sugar cube would be a strong disgrace. A world is full of frenzied lovers, All are masters of pain and masters of vision. What do you seek from ants and flies? As if you have seen no one but us. Now that we have spoken, consider us dead, Consider life gone and the path uncompleted.' The seeker came before the sharp-witted elder, And told him the story of the host of wild beasts. The elder told him, 'The wild beasts are in distress, They are an example for every attribute that is hidden. There are a hundred worlds of attributes in every essence, But the root of all is spiritual knowledge. The root of spiritual knowledge is Monotheism, The path to Monotheism is isolation. If you become trampled on the path like the wild beasts, You will attain perfection for the soul until eternity. When will the perfection of your soul ever be attained, Until you become purely nothing from all that exists? As long as you are with yourself, you see all as multiplicity, When you become annihilated, you see all as the One.'

Updated 2026-07-03

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