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Elahi Nameh

Poem

(۱۵) حکایت زنبور با مور / (15) The Tale of the Bee and the Ant

Original content

یکی زنبور می آمد ز خانه
بغایت بیقرار و شادمانه

مگر موری چنان دلشاد دیدش
ز حکم بندگی آزاد دیدش

بدو گفتا چرا شادی چنین تو
که از شادی نگنجی در زمین تو

جوابش داد آن زنبور کای مور
چرا نبود ز شادی در دلم شور

که هر جائی که می باید نشینم
زهر خوردی که می خواهم گزینم

بکام خویش می گردم جهانی
چرا اندوهگین باشم زمانی

بگفت این پاسخ و چون تیر پرتاب
روان شد تا یکی دکان قصاب

مگر از گوشت آنجا شهلهٔ بود
در آن زنبور در زد نیش را زود

همی زد از قضا قصاب ساطور
ز زخم او دو نیمه گشت زنبور

بخاک افتاد حالی تا خبر داشت
درآمدمور ازو یک نیمه برداشت

بزاری می کشیدش خوار در راه
زبان برداشته می گفت آنگاه

که هر کو آن خورد کو را بود رای
نشیند بر مراد خویش هرجای

همه آنچش نباید دید ناکام
همه همچون تو آن بیند سرانجام

کسی کو بر مراد خود کند زیست
چو تو میرد ببین تا آخرت چیست

چو گام از حد خود بیرون نهادی
بنادانی قدم در خون نهادی

غرور و کبر کم باید گرفتن
ره خلق و کرم باید گرفتن

کم از یک جو مر او را زور بازوست
که وزن کوه قافش در ترازوست

کم آزاری گزین و بردباری
کزین نزدیکتر راهی نداری

English translation

A bee was coming from its home Extremely restless and joyful By chance, an ant saw it so happy Saw it free from the decree of servitude It said to the bee, 'Why are you so happy, That you cannot be contained on earth from joy?' The bee answered, 'O ant, Why shouldn't there be a commotion of joy in my heart? For wherever I need to, I sit; I choose from any food that I desire. I roam a whole world according to my wish; Why should I be sorrowful for a moment?' It said this answer and, like a shot arrow, Flew toward a butcher's shop. As it happened, there was a piece of meat there; The bee quickly sank its sting into it. By chance, the butcher struck his cleaver, And from his blow, the bee was split in two. It fell to the dust; as soon as it became aware, The ant arrived and picked up one half of it. It dragged it pitifully and miserably along the way, Then lifted its tongue and said: 'Whoever eats whatever he fancies, And sits wherever he desires, Will against his will see all that he should not see; In the end, he will face a fate just like yours. Anyone who lives according to his own whim, When he dies like you, see what his afterlife is! When you stepped out of your own bounds, In ignorance, you stepped into blood. One must harbor less pride and arrogance; One must take the path of kindness and generosity. He whose arm possesses less strength than a barleycorn, Yet the weight of Mount Qaf is in his scales. Choose harmlessness and forbearance, For you have no path closer than this.'

Updated 2026-07-03

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