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بخش ۶۹ - غلبه کردن محبت زلیخا بر یوسف علیه السلام و بنا کردن عبادتخانه از برای وی / Section 69 - Zulaykha's Love Overcoming Joseph, Peace Be Upon Him, and Building a House of Worship for Him

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به صدق آن کس که زد در عاشقی گام
به معشوقی برآید آخرش نام

که آمد در طریق عشق صادق
که نامد بر سرش معشوق عاشق

زلیخا را چه صدقی بود در عشق
که یکسر عمر خود فرسود در عشق

به طفلی در که لعبت باز بودی
به نورس لعبتان دمساز بودی

پی بازی چو کردی چاره سازی
نبودی بازیش جز عشقبازی

دو لعبت را که پیش هم نشاندی
یکی عاشق یکی معشوق خواندی

چو دست چپ ز دست راست دانست
ره و رسم نشست و خاست دانست

در آن خوابی که دید از بخت بیدار
به دام عشق یوسف شد گرفتار

هوای ملک خود از دل به در کرد
به ملک مصر آهنگ سفر کرد

ز شهر خود به شهر یوسف آمد
نه بهر خود ز بهر یوسف آمد

جوانی در خیال او به سر برد
به امید وصال او به سر برد

به پیری در تمنای وی افتاد
به کوری بی تماشای وی افتاد

پس از پیری که بینا و جوان شد
به مهر روی آن جان و جهان شد

وز آن پس در هوایش زیست تا زیست
به دل قید وفایش زیست تا زیست

چو صدقش بود بیرون از نهایت
در آخر کرد در یوسف سرایت

دل یوسف به مهرش شد چنان گرم
که می آمد ازان دلگرمیش شرم

چنان زد راه دل آن دلفریبش
که یک ساعت نماند از وی شکیبش

به گرد خاطرش گشتی رضاجوی
لبش بر لب نهادی روی بر روی

ز بس کشت طرب را آب دادی
به آبش دمبدم حاجت فتادی

ولی وز بر زلیخا پرده بشکافت
ز خورشید حقیقت پرتوی تافت

چنان خورشید بر وی اشتلم کرد
که یوسف را در او چون ذره گم کرد

بلی در بوته عشق مجازی
گذشتش عمر در مانع گدازی

چو خورشید حقیقت گشت طالع
نبودش پیش دیده هیچ مانع

کشش های حقیقت در وی آویخت
ز هر چه آن ناگزیرش بود بگریخت

شبی از چنگ یوسف شد گریزان
خلاصی جست ازو افتان و خیزان

چو زد دست از قفا در دامن او
ز دستش چاک شد پیراهن او

زلیخا گفت اگر من بر تن تو
دریدم پیش ازین پیراهن تو

تو هم پیراهنم اکنون دریدی
به پاداش گناه من رسیدی

درین کار از تفاوت بی هراسیم
به پیراهن دری رأسا برأسیم

چو یوسف روی او در بندگی دید
وز آن نیت دلش را زندگی دید

به نام او ز زر کاشانه ای ساخت
نه کاشانه عبادتخانه ای ساخت

چو کاخ آسمان فیروزه خشتی
زمین از لطف و صنع او بهشتی

پر از نقش و نگار از فرش تا سقف
مهندس را بر او فکر و نظر وقف

ز روزنهاش نوربخت تابان
ز درها قاصد دولت شتابان

ز عالی غرفه هایش چشم بد دور
مقوس طاق ها چون ابروی حور

ز عکس شمسه اش خور برده مایه
محال از وی درون خانه سایه

دمیده ز آب کلک نیکبختان
ز نخلستان دیوارش درختان

به هر شاخی ازان مرغان نشسته
ولیکن از نوا منقار بسته

میان خانه زد فرخنده تختی
ز زر لختی ز لعل ناب لختی

دو صد نقش بدیع انگیخت از وی
هزار آویزه در آویخت از وی

زلیخا را گرفت از مهر دل دست
نشاندش بر فراز تخت و بنشست

بدو گفت ای به انواع کرامت
مرا شرمنده کردی تا قیامت

در آن وقتی که می خواندی غلامم
کرامت خانه ای کردی به نامم

ز لعل و زر پی سرخی و زردی
هر آن زینت که امکان داشت کردی

کنون من هم پی شکر عطایت
عبادتخانه ای کردم برایت

در او بنشین پی شکر خدایی
کزو داری به هر مویی عطایی

توانگر ساختت بعد از فقیری
جوانی داد بعد از ضعف و پیری

به چشم نور رفته نور دادت
وز آن بر رو در رحمت گشادت

پس از عمری که زهر غم چشاندت
به تریاک وصال من رساندت

زلیخا هم به توفیق الهی
نشسته بر سریر پادشاهی

در آن خلوتسرا می بود خرسند
به وصل یوسف و فضل خداوند

English translation

By the sincerity of one who steps onto love's path, in the end his very name shall rise as 'beloved.'

Who ever came sincere upon the road of love, whose beloved did not turn into his lover in return?

What sincerity Zulaykha had in love, that she wore away her whole life long in love!

In childhood, when she played with dolls, she was the intimate of fresh young playthings.

When she devised some means of play, her play was nothing other than love-play.

The two dolls she would seat facing each other, one she would call the lover, one the beloved.

When she came to know her left hand from her right, she knew the ways and manners of sitting and rising.

In that dream she saw with wakeful fortune, she was caught fast in the snare of Joseph's love.

She cast the longing for her own realm from her heart, and set her course to journey to the land of Egypt.

From her own city she came to Joseph's city; not for her own sake, she came for Joseph's sake.

She spent her youth in dreaming of him, she spent it in the hope of union with him.

In old age she fell into yearning for him, in blindness she fell, deprived of the sight of him.

After old age, when she became seeing and young once more, she turned in love toward the face of that soul-and-world.

And ever after she lived in longing for him as long as she lived, bound in her heart by faithfulness to him as long as she lived.

Since her sincerity was beyond all bound, in the end it took root within Joseph himself.

Joseph's heart grew so warm with love for her that he felt shame at the warmth of his own heart.

So did that heart-ravisher waylay his heart that not for an hour could he bear to be apart from her.

He would hover about her thoughts, seeking her pleasure; he would lay his lip upon her lip, his face upon her face.

So much did he give water to the field of joy that moment by moment it fell in need of his water.

But at Zulaykha's side the veil was rent, and from the Sun of Truth a ray shone forth.

So did that Sun overpower her that it lost Joseph within her like a mote of dust.

Yes—in the crucible of metaphorical love her life had passed in melting away the veils.

When the Sun of Truth at last arose, no obstacle remained before her eye.

The attractions of the Truth took hold of her, and she fled from all that had once been indispensable to her.

One night she fled from Joseph's grasp, seeking escape from him, stumbling and rising.

When he set his hand from behind upon her skirt, her shirt was torn away by his hand.

Zulaykha said: If I, upon your body, tore your shirt in the time before this,

you too have now torn my shirt, and come as the requital of my sin.

In this matter let us not fear any difference: in the tearing of shirts we are exactly even, head to head.

When Joseph saw her face bowed in servitude to God, and saw his heart find life from that intention,

in her name he built a chamber all of gold— no mere chamber, but a house of worship he built.

Like the palace of heaven, brick of turquoise, its floor a paradise from his grace and craft;

full of figure and ornament from floor to ceiling, the architect's thought and gaze wholly devoted to it.

From its windows a radiant, fortune-bearing light; from its doors the courier of good fortune hastening.

Far be the evil eye from its lofty chambers, its curved arches like the eyebrow of a houri.

From the reflection of its sunburst boss the sun drew its splendor; impossible it was for any shadow to fall within that house.

Sprung up from the water of the fortunate ones' pens, trees upon its walls like a grove of palms;

on every branch of them the birds were perched, yet with their beaks sealed shut against all song.

In the midst of the house he set an auspicious throne, part of gold, and part of purest ruby.

Two hundred wondrous figures he raised upon it, a thousand pendants he hung down from it.

He took Zulaykha's hand from the love of his heart, seated her upon the throne, and sat beside her.

He said to her: O you who, by every kind of noble grace, have put me to shame until the Day of Resurrection—

at that time when you called me your slave, you made a house of honor in my name;

of ruby and of gold, for their red and their yellow, every adornment that was possible you wrought.

Now I too, in thanks for your gift, have made a house of worship for you.

Sit within it to give thanks to a God from whom you hold a gift for every single hair:

He made you rich after your poverty, He gave you youth after weakness and old age;

to the eye whose light had gone He gave back light, and thereby opened upon you the door of mercy;

after a lifetime in which He made you taste the poison of grief, He brought you to the antidote of union with me.

Zulaykha too, by the grace of God, seated upon the throne of sovereignty,

in that secluded chamber was content with union with Joseph and the favor of the Lord.

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