زهره‌ی او بر دریدی از قلق ** گر نبودی رفق و حفظ و لطف حق
Had it not been for the tender care and protection and favour of God, his gallbladder would have burst from agitation.
یک فرح آن کز پس شصد حجاب ** گوش او بشنید از حضرت جواب
One (cause of) joy was this, that after (having passed through) six hundred veils his ear had heard the answer (to his prayer) from the (Divine) Presence.
از حجب چون حس سمعش در گذشت ** شد سرافراز و ز گردون بر گذشت 1920
When his auditory sense had pierced through the veils, he raised his head aloft and passed beyond the skies,
که بود کان حس چشمش ز اعتبار ** زان حجاب غیب هم یابد گذار
(Thinking) that maybe, by taking the lesson to heart, his sense of sight would also find a passage through the veil of the Unseen,
چون گذاره شد حواسش از حجاب ** پس پیاپی گرددش دید و خطاب
And that when (both) his senses had passed through the veil, his vision and allocution (from God) would then be continuous.
جانب دکان وراق آمد او ** دست می‌برد او به مشقش سو به سو
(So) he came to the stationer's shop and (for some time) was laying his hand here and there on his (the stationer's) models for writing.
پیش چشمش آمد آن مکتوب زود ** با علاماتی که هاتف گفته بود
Suddenly that piece of script, with the distinctive marks which the heavenly voice had mentioned, caught his eye.
در بغل زد گفت خواجه خیر باد ** این زمان وا می‌رسم ای اوستاد 1925
He slipped it under his arm and said, “Good-bye, Khwája: I will come back presently, O master.”
رفت کنج خلوتی و آن را بخواند ** وز تحیر واله و حیران بماند
He went into a solitary nook and read it and remained lost in bewilderment and amazement,
که بدین سان گنج‌نامه‌ی بی‌بها ** چون فتاده ماند اندر مشقها
(Wondering) how a priceless treasure-scroll of this sort had fallen and been left among the (stationer's) papers.
باز اندر خاطرش این فکر جست ** کز پی هر چیز یزدان حافظست
(Then) again the thought darted into his mind, that God is the guardian for everything,
کی گذارد حافظ اندر اکتناف ** که کسی چیزی رباید از گزاف
(And) how should the Guardian, in (His) circumspection, let any one recklessly carry off anything?
گر بیابان پر شود زر و نقود ** بی رضای حق جوی نتوان ربود 1930
Though the desert be filled with gold and (silver) money, not a single mite can be taken away without God's approval;
ور بخوانی صد صحف بی سکته‌ای ** بی قدر یادت نماند نکته‌ای
And though you read a hundred volumes without a pause, you will not remember a single point (of argument) without the Divine decree;
ور کنی خدمت نخوانی یک کتاب ** علمهای نادره یابی ز جیب
But if you serve God and do not read a single book, you will learn rare sciences from your (own) bosom.
شد ز جیب آن کف موسی ضو فشان ** کان فزون آمد ز ماه آسمان
The hand of Moses was spreading from his bosom a radiance that surpassed the moon in the sky,
کانک می‌جستی ز چرخ با نهیب ** سر بر آوردستت ای موسی ز جیب
Saying (implicitly), “That which thou wert seeking from the terrible celestial sphere hath uprisen, O Moses, from thy own bosom,
تا بدانی که آسمانهای سمی ** هست عکس مدرکات آدمی 1935
In order that thou mayst know that the lofty heavens are the reflexion of the perceptive (rational) faculties of Man.”
نی که اول دست برد آن مجید ** از دو عالم پیشتر عقل آفرید
Is it not (the case) that the hand of the Glorious God created Reason first (of all), before (the creation of) the two worlds?
این سخن پیدا و پنهانست بس ** که نباشد محرم عنقا مگس
This discourse is clear (to some) and exceedingly recondite (to others), for the fly is not intimate with the ‘Anqá.
باز سوی قصه باز آ ای پسر ** قصه‌ی گنج و فقیر آور به سر
O son, return once more to the tale: bring the tale of the treasure and the fakir to an end.
تمامی قصه‌ی آن فقیر و نشان جای آن گنج
Conclusion of the Story of the fakir and (a description of) the signs indicating the position of the treasure.
اندر آن رقعه نبشته بود این ** که برون شهر گنجی دان دفین
This is what was written in the scroll—“Know that outside of the town a treasure is buried.
آن فلان قبه که در وی مشهدست ** پشت او در شهر و در در فدفدست 1940
(Go to) such-and-such a domed building in which there is a martyr's shrine, with its back to the town and its gate towards the desert.
پشت با وی کن تو رو در قبله آر ** وانگهان از قوس تیری بر گذار
Turn your back to it and face the qibla (Mecca) and then let loose an arrow from your bow.
چون فکندی تیر از قوس ای سعاد ** بر کن آن موضع که تیرت اوفتاد
When you have shot the arrow from your bow, O fortunate one, dig up the place where your arrow fell.”