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Elahi Nameh

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(۵) حکایت سؤال کردن آن مرد دیوانه از کار حق تعالی / (5) The Tale of the Madman Questioning the Work of God Almighty

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یکی پرسید ازان دیوانه ساری
که ای دیوانه حق را چیست کاری

چنین گفت او که لوح کودکان را
اگر دیدی چنان می دان جهان را

که گاه آن لوح بنگارد ز آغاز
گهی آن نقش کلی بسترد باز

درین اشغال باشد روزگاری
بجز اثبات و محوش نیست کاری

فغان از خلق و فریاد از زمانه
نفیر از نقش لوح کودکانه

نگاری کان زنان بر دست دارند
اگرچه زان نکوئی چون نگارند

دل آن بهتر کزان دربند نبود
که آن هم بیش روزی چند نبود

نگاری کان نخواهد ماند بر جای
نه بر دستست زیبنده نه بر پای

نگاری کان بسان درهم آید
چو زهر جانست جان زو پر غم آید

اگرچه ذوق دنیا بی شمارست
ولیکن در بقا چون آن نگارست

سر مردان عالم مصطفی بود
ببین تا در ره دنیا کجا بود

چو اندر ملک درویشی سرافراخت
قبای مسکنت را در بر انداخت

طعام جوع را صد خوان بگسترد
بملک فقر شادروان بگسترد

چنان بر ملک دنیا خاک انداخت
که رخت از خاک بر افلاک انداخت

کمال ملک درویشی چنان داشت
که آن طاقت ندانم تا توان داشت

English translation

Someone asked that crazy-minded one, 'O madman, what is the work of God?' He replied, 'If you have seen the tablet of children, Know the world to be just like that. At times he writes on that tablet from the beginning, And at times he wipes away that entire design again. He remains busy in these occupations for a lifetime, He has no work other than writing and erasing. Alas for creation, and a cry against the times, Lamentation over the design on the childish tablet! The henna design that women have on their hands, Even though they draw beauty from it, It is better that the heart is not bound by it, For that too does not last more than a few days. A design that will not remain in place Is beautiful neither on the hand nor on the foot. A design that becomes distorted and ruined Is like the poison of life, making the soul full of grief. Even though the pleasures of this world are countless, Yet in terms of permanence, they are like that henna design. The leader of the men of the world was Mustafa, See where he stood on the path of this world. When he elevated his head in the kingdom of dervishhood, He cast the cloak of humility over himself. He spread a hundred tables of the food of hunger, He laid out a canopy in the kingdom of poverty. He threw dust on the kingdom of this world in such a way, That he moved his baggage from the dust to the heavens. He held the perfection of the kingdom of dervishhood in such a way, That I know not who would have the strength to bear it.'

Updated 2026-07-03

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