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بخش ۶۷ - آمدن زلیخابه خلوتخانه یوسف علیه السلام و به دعای وی بینایی و جمال و جوانی را یافتن / Section 67 - Zulaykha Coming to Joseph's Private Chamber, Peace Be Upon Him, and Regaining Her Sight, Beauty, and Youth Through His Prayer

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ازان خوشتر چه باشد پیش عاشق
که گردد یار نیک اندیش عاشق

به خلوتگاه رازش بار یابد
ز بارش سینه بی آزار یابد

به پیش او نشیند راز گوید
حکایت های دیرین باز گوید

ز غوغای سپه چون رست یوسف
به خلوتگاه خود بنشست یوسف

درآمد حاجب از در کای یگانه
به خوی نیک در عالم فسانه

ستاده بر در اینک آن زن پیر
که در ره مرکبت را شد عنانگیر

مرا گفتی که با وی باش همراه
به همراهی رسانش تا به درگاه

بگفتا حاجت او را روا کن
اگر دردیش هست آن را دوا کن

بگفت او نیست زانسان کوته اندیش
که با من بازگوید حاجت خویش

بگفتا رخصتش ده تا درآید
حجاب از حال خود هم خود گشاید

چو رخصت یافت همچون ذره رقاص
درآمد شادمان در خلوت خاص

چو گل خندان شد و چون غنچه بشگفت
دهان پر خنده بر یوسف دعا گفت

ز بس خندیدنش یوسف عجب کرد
ز وی نام و نشان وی طلب کرد

بگفت آنم که چون روی تو دیدم
تو را از جمله عالم برگزیدم

فشاندم گنج گوهر در بهایت
دل و جان وقف کردم بر هوایت

جوانی در غمت بر باد دادم
بدین پیری که می بینی فتادم

گرفتی شاهد ملک اندر آغوش
مرا یکبارگی کردی فراموش

چو یوسف زین سخن دانست کو کیست
ترحم کرد و بر وی زار بگریست

بگفتا ای زلیخا این چه حال است
چرا حالت بدینسان در وبال است

چو یوسف گفت با وی ای زلیخا
فتاد از پا زلیخا بی زلیخا

شراب بیخودی زد از دلش جوش
برفت از لذت آوازش از هوش

چو باز از بی خودی آمد به خود باز
حکایت کرد با وی یوسف آغاز

بگفتا کو جوانی و جمالت
بگفت از دست شد دور از وصالت

بگفتا خم چرا شد سرو نازت
بگفت از بار هجر جانگدازت

بگفتا چشم تو بی نور چون است
بگفت از بس که بی تو غرق خون است

بگفتا کو زر و سیمی که بودت
به فرق آن تاج و دیهیمی که بودت

بگفت از حسن تو هر کس سخن راند
ز وصفت بر سر من گوهر افشاند

سر و زر را نثار پاش کردم
به گوهر پاشیش پاداش کردم

نهادم تاج حشمت بر سر او
گرفتم افسر از خاک در او

نماند از سیم و زر چیزی به دستم
کنون دل گنج عشق اینم که هستم

بگفتا حاجت تو چیست امروز
ضمان حاجت تو کیست امروز

بگفت از حاجتم آزرده جانی
نخواهم جز تو حاجت را ضمانی

اگر ضامن شوی آن را به سوگند
به شرح آن گشایم از زبان بند

وگر نی لب ز شرح آن ببندم
غم و درد دگر بر خود پسندم

قسم گفتا به آن کان فتوت
به آن معمار ارکان نبوت

کز آتش لاله و ریحان دمیدش
لباس خلت از یزدان رسیدش

که هر حاجت که امروز از تو دانم
روا سازم به زودی گر توانم

بگفت اول جمال است و جوانی
بدان گونه که تو دیدی و دانی

دگر چشمی که دیدار تو بینم
گلی از باغ رخسار تو چینم

بجنبانید لب یوسف دعا را
روان کرد از دو لب آب بقا را

جمال مرده اش را زندگی داد
رخش را طلعت فرخندگی داد

به جوی رفته باز آورد آبش
وز آن شد تازه گلزار شبابش

ز کافورش برآمد مشک تاتار
ز صبحش آشکارا شد شب تار

سپیدی شد ز مشکین طره اش دور
درآمد در سواد نرگسش نور

خم از سرو گل اندامش برون رفت
شکنج از نقره خامش برون رفت

جوانی پیریش را گشت حاله
پس از چل سالگی شد هژده ساله

جمالش را سر و کاری دگر شد
ز عهد بیشتر هم پیشتر شد

دگر ره یوسفش گفت ای نکوخوی
مراد دیگرت گر هست برگوی

مرادی نیست گفتا غیر ازینم
که در خلوتگه وصلت نشینم

به روز اندر تماشای تو باشم
به شب رو بر کف پای تو باشم

فتم در سایه سرو بلندت
شکر چینم ز لعل نوشخندت

نهم مرهم دل افگار خود را
به کام خویش بینم کار خود را

به کشت خود که پژمرده ست و درهم
دهم از چشمه سار صحبتت نم

چو یوسف این تمنا کرد ازو گوش
زمانی سر به پیش افکند خاموش

نظر بر غیب بودش انتظاری
جواب او نه نی گفت و نه آری

میان خواست حیران بود و ناخواست
که آواز پر جبریل برخاست

پیام آورد کای شاه شرفناک
سلامت می رساند ایزد پاک

که ما عجز زلیخا را چو دیدیم
به تو عرض نیازش را شنیدیم

ز موج انگیزی آن عجز و کوشش
درآمد بحر بخشایش به جوشش

دلش از تیغ نومیدی نخستیم
به تو بالای عرشش عقد بستیم

تو هم عقدیش کن جاوید پیوند
که بگشاید به آن از کار او بند

ز عین عاطفت یابی نظرها
شود زاینده زان عقدت گهرها

English translation

What could be sweeter for a lover Than for the well-disposed beloved to become a lover, To gain admittance to the private chamber of his secrets, And through his favor find her breast free of pain; To sit before him and tell her secrets, And recount the stories of bygone days?

When Joseph escaped the tumult of the army, Joseph sat down in his private chamber. The chamberlain entered through the door and said, O peerless one, Whose noble character is renowned throughout the world, That old woman is now standing at the door, The one who seized your mount's reins upon the road. You told me to accompany her And, as her companion, conduct her to your court.

He said, Fulfill her need; If she has any pain, cure it. He replied, She is not so lacking in discernment As to disclose her need to me. He said, Give her leave to enter, So that she herself may lift the veil from her condition.

When she received permission, dancing like a mote, She entered the private chamber joyfully. She became smiling as a rose and blossomed like a bud; With laughter on her lips, she blessed Joseph. Joseph marveled at her abundant laughter And asked her name and identity.

She said, I am the one who, when I saw your face, Chose you above the whole world. I scattered a treasure of jewels as your price And dedicated heart and soul to loving you. I cast my youth to the wind in sorrow for you And fell into the old age that you now behold. You embraced the fair bride of sovereignty And utterly forgot me.

When Joseph understood from these words who she was, He felt compassion and wept bitterly for her. He said, O Zulaykha, what condition is this? Why has your state fallen into such affliction? When Joseph addressed her, O Zulaykha, Zulaykha fell to the ground, bereft of herself. The wine of selflessness surged from her heart, And from the delight of his voice she lost consciousness.

When she returned from selflessness to herself, Joseph began to converse with her. He said, Where are your youth and beauty? She said, They were lost far from union with you. He said, Why has your graceful cypress become bent? She said, From bearing the burden of separation from you that consumes the soul. He said, Why are your eyes without light? She said, Because without you they have been drowned in blood from weeping.

He said, Where are the gold and silver you possessed, And the crown and diadem that were upon your head? She said, Whenever anyone spoke of your beauty And scattered jewels of praise for you before me, I strewed both head and gold beneath that person's feet And rewarded the showering of words with a showering of jewels. I placed the crown of splendor upon that person's head And took for my own crown the dust of your doorway. Nothing of silver or gold remained in my hand; Now my heart is love's treasure, and this is all I am.

He said, What is your need today? Who shall guarantee the fulfillment of your need today? She said, My soul is wounded by my need; I want none but you to guarantee its fulfillment. If you swear to be its guarantor, I shall loosen my tongue and explain it. Otherwise, I shall close my lips against describing it And choose yet more sorrow and pain for myself.

He swore, By Him who is the source of chivalrous virtue, By that architect of the pillars of prophethood, For whom fire brought forth tulips and sweet basil, And who received the robe of divine friendship from God: Whatever need I learn from you today, I shall swiftly fulfill if I am able.

She said, First, I desire beauty and youth, Just as you once saw and knew them; And next, eyes with which I may behold you And pluck a flower from the garden of your face. Joseph moved his lips in prayer And made the water of life flow from those two lips. He gave life to her dead beauty And bestowed an auspicious radiance upon her face. He brought water back to the channel from which it had departed, And through it the rose garden of her youth grew fresh.

From her camphor-white hair arose the musk of Tartary; From her dawn the dark night was revealed. Whiteness departed from her musk-dark tresses, And light entered the black pupils of her narcissus eyes. The bend vanished from the cypress of her flower-like body, And the wrinkles disappeared from her raw silver skin. Youth became the new condition of her old age; After forty years, she became eighteen years old. Her beauty assumed another splendor, Surpassing even what it had been before.

Once more Joseph said to her, O virtuous one, If you have another desire, declare it. She said, I have no desire other than this: To sit in the private chamber of union with you, To spend the day beholding you, And at night to lay my face upon the soles of your feet; To fall beneath the shade of your lofty cypress And gather sugar from the ruby of your sweet smile; To place balm upon my wounded heart And see my affair fulfilled according to my desire; And upon my own field, now withered and disordered, To sprinkle moisture from the spring of your companionship.

When Joseph heard this request from her, For a while he bowed his head and remained silent. His gaze was fixed upon the unseen as he waited; His answer was neither no nor yes. He remained bewildered between wishing and not wishing, When the sound of Gabriel's wings arose.

Gabriel brought a message: O glorious king, The pure God sends you greetings, Saying, When We saw Zulaykha's helplessness And heard her present her need to you, The waves stirred by her humility and striving Set the ocean of forgiveness surging. We have saved her heart from the sword of despair And above Our Throne have bound her in marriage to you. You too must make the marriage bond an everlasting union, So that through it the knot in her affairs may be untied. You shall receive looks born of pure compassion, And from your marriage, pearls shall be brought forth.

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