1Cademy - (۴) حکایت پادشاه که از درویش در خشم شد / (4) The Tale of the King Who Became Angry at the Dervish

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Elahi Nameh

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(۴) حکایت پادشاه که از درویش در خشم شد / (4) The Tale of the King Who Became Angry at the Dervish

Original content

شهی در خشم رفت از مرد درویش
براندش با دلی پر درد از پیش

بدو گفتا ترا ندهم امانی
چو اندر ملک من باشی زمانی

برفت از پیش او مرد تهی دست
بگورستان شد و آزاد بنشست

چو شه بشنود حالی داد پیغام
که نه فرمودم ای شوریده ایام

که بیرون شو ز ملکم؟ می ستیزی؟
مگر خواهی که خود را خون بریزی؟

جوابش داد کین پذرفته ام من
که از ملک تو بیرون رفته ام من

قیامت را که راهی مشکل آمد
نه گورستان نخستین منزل آمد؟

نخستین منزل محشر نه آنست؟
نه ملک تست، ملک آن جهانست

چو افتد زن بدرد زه از آغاز
چنین گویند خلق از حال او باز

که این زن در میان دو جهانست
که یک پایش درین، دیگر درآنست

تو هم ای بی خبر تا درجهانی
میان دو دمت دایم چنانی

گر این دم شد دگر دم برنیاید
نشان تو ز عالم برنیاید

مزن بانگ و مکن نوحه بیارام
که ناید باز مرغ رفته در دام

چو تن شد مرغ جان را دامگاهی
چرا زین دام کرد آرامگاهی

English translation

A king became angry at a dervish man, And drove him away with a heart full of pain. He said to him, 'I will grant you no quarter, If you remain in my kingdom for a moment.' The empty-handed man departed from his presence, Went to the graveyard and sat down freely. When the king heard of this, he immediately sent a message: 'Did I not command you, O distraught one, To leave my kingdom? Are you defying me? Do you wish to shed your own blood?' He answered him, 'I have accepted this, And I have departed from your kingdom. For the Resurrection, which is a difficult path, Is not the graveyard the first station? Is it not the first station of the Gathering? It is not your kingdom, it is the kingdom of the next world.' When a woman begins to feel the pangs of childbirth, People describe her condition thus: That this woman is between two worlds, With one foot in this world and the other in that. You too, O unaware one, as long as you are in the world, Are constantly like this between your two breaths. If this breath goes out and the next breath does not come, No trace of you will rise from the world. Do not cry out and do not lament, be at peace, For the bird that has gone into the snare will not return. Since the body has become a snare for the bird of the soul, Why make a resting place out of this snare?

Updated 2026-07-03

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