Because that which the cloud gives, it gives with tears, (while) thy hand incessantly lays the dish (of bounty) with smiles.”
ظاهر رقعه اگر چه مدح بود ** بوی خشم از مدح اثرها می‌نمود
Though the outward form of the letter was praise, from (amidst) the praise the scent of anger was showing traces (betraying itself).
زان همه کار تو بی‌نورست و زشت ** که تو دوری دور از نور سرشت
All your actions are devoid of light and ugly because you are far, far from the light of your original nature.
رونق کار خسان کاسد شود ** هم‌چو میوه‌ی تازه زو فاسد شود
The splendour of the actions of the vile becomes unsaleable (fades away), just as fresh fruit soon becomes rotten.
رونق دنیا برآرد زو کساد ** زانک هست از عالم کون و فساد
The splendour of the present life soon produces unsaleableness (becomes of no account), inasmuch as it belongs to the world of generation and corruption.
خوش نگردد از مدیحی سینه‌ها ** چونک در مداح باشد کینه‌ها1735
Breasts are not gladdened by an encomium when there are feelings of enmity in the encomiast.
ای دل از کین و کراهت پاک شو ** وانگهان الحمد خوان چالاک شو
O heart, become purged of enmity and repugnance, and then chant “Glory to God” and be busy (in serving Him).
بر زبان الحمد و اکراه درون ** از زبان تلبیس باشد یا فسون
(To have) “Glory to God” on your tongue and repugnance within is hypocrisy or guile on the tongue’s part;
وانگهان گفته خدا که ننگرم ** من به ظاهر من به باطن ناظرم
And moreover God hath said, “I do not look to the exterior, I am regarding the interior.”
حکایت آن مداح کی از جهت ناموس شکر ممدوح می‌کرد و بوی اندوه و غم اندرون او و خلاقت دلق ظاهر او می‌نمود کی آن شکرها لافست و دروغ
Story of the encomiast who from regard for reputation was thanking the object of his praise, while the scent (signs) of his inward grief and pain and the shabbiness of his outward garb showed that those expressions of gratitude were vain and false.
آن یکی با دلق آمد از عراق ** باز پرسیدند یاران از فراق
A certain man came (home) from ‘Iráq, (clad) in a tattered cloak: his friends inquired concerning (his) separation (from them).
گفت آری بد فراق الا سفر ** بود بر من بس مبارک مژده‌ور1740
“Yes,” he replied; “there was (the sorrow of) separation, but the journey was very blessed and fortunate for me,
که خلیفه داد ده خلعت مرا ** که قرینش باد صد مدح و ثنا
For the Caliph gave me ten robes of honour—may a hundred praises and laudations (ever) accompany him!”
شکرها و حمدها بر می‌شمرد ** تا که شکر از حد و اندازه ببرد
He was reciting expressions of gratitude and praise till he carried gratitude beyond bound and limit.
پس بگفتندش که احوال نژند ** بر دروغ تو گواهی می‌دهند
Then they said to him, “Thy wretched guise bears witness to thy mendacity.
تن برهنه سر برهنه سوخته ** شکر را دزدیده یا آموخته
(Thou art) naked, bare-headed, consumed (with afflictions): thou hast stolen (these) expressions of gratitude or learned (them by rote).
کو نشان شکر و حمد میر تو ** بر سر و بر پای بی توفیر تو1745
Where are the signs of the gratitude and praise due to thy prince on thy unplenished head and feet?
گر زبانت مدح آن شه می‌تند ** هفت اندامت شکایت می‌کند
If thy tongue is weaving (making up) praise of that king, (yet) thy seven members are complaining (of him).
در سخای آن شه و سلطان جود ** مر ترا کفشی و شلواری نبود
In the generosity of that king and sultan of munificence was there not (room for) a pair of shoes and trousers for thee?”
گفت من ایثار کردم آنچ داد ** میر تقصیری نکرد از افتقاد
He replied, “I gave away what he bestowed: the prince left nothing undone in the way of solicitude.
بستدم جمله عطاها از امیر ** بخش کردم بر یتیم و بر فقیر
I received all the presents from the prince and distributed them among the orphans and the poor.
مال دادم بستدم عمر دراز ** در جزا زیرا که بودم پاک‌باز1750
I gave the riches away and received long (everlasting) life in return, because I was utterly self-sacrificing.”
پس بگفتندش مبارک مال رفت ** چیست اندر باطنت این دود نفت
Then they said to him, “Bless thee! the riches are gone: what (then) is this naphtha-smoke within thee?
صد کراهت در درون تو چو خار ** کی بود انده نشان ابتشار
A hundred loathings like thorns are in thy heart: how should grief be the sign of rejoicing?
کو نشان عشق و ایثار و رضا ** گر درستست آنچ گفتی ما مضی
Where are the signs of love and charity and being pleased (with God), if what thou hast said of what passed is true?
خود گرفتم مال گم شد میل کو ** سیل اگر بگذشت جای سیل کو
I grant, forsooth, that the riches are gone: (then) where is (thy) desire (for spiritual riches)? If the torrent has gone by, where is the torrent-bed?
چشم تو گر بد سیاه و جان‌فزا ** گر نماند او جان‌فزا ازرق چرا1755
If (as thou pretendest) thine eye was (once) black and soul-inspiring, and if it is soul-inspiring no longer, (then) why is it blue?
کو نشان پاک‌بازی ای ترش ** بوی لاف کژ همی‌آید خمش
Where are the signs of self-sacrifice, O sour one? The smell of false and empty words is coming (from thee): be silent!”
صد نشان باشد درون ایثار را ** صد علامت هست نیکوکار را
Charity (for God's sake) hath a hundred signs within (in the heart): the good deed hath a hundred tokens.
مال در ایثار اگر گردد تلف ** در درون صد زندگی آید خلف
If riches be consumed in charity, a hundred lives come into the heart as a substitute.
در زمین حق زراعت کردنی ** تخمهای پاک آنگه دخل نی
A sowing of pure seeds in God's earth, and then no income! (That is impossible.)
گر نروید خوشه از روضات هو ** پس چه واسع باشد ارض الله بگو1760
If the (spiritual) ears of corn grow not from the gardens of Hú (God), then tell (me), how should God's earth be “spacious”?
چونک این ارض فنا بی‌ریع نیست ** چون بود ارض الله آن مستوسعیست
Since this earth of mortality is not without produce, how should God's earth be (without it)? That (earth of God) is a spacious place.
این زمین را ریع او خود بی‌حدست ** دانه‌ای را کمترین خود هفصدست
Verily, the produce of this earth (of God) is infinite: even the least (produce) for a single seed is seven-hundredfold.
حمد گفتی کو نشان حامدون ** نه برونت هست اثر نه اندرون
You said, “Glory to God!” Where are the signs (in you) of those who glorify? Neither in your exterior nor within is there a trace.
حمد عارف مر خدا را راستست ** که گواه حمد او شد پا و دست
(Only) the gnostic's glorification of God is right (perfect), for his feet and hands have borne witness to his glorification.
از چه تاریک جسمش بر کشید ** وز تک زندان دنیااش خرید1765
It hath lifted him up from the dark pit of the body and redeemed him from the bottom of the dungeon of this world.
اطلس تقوی و نور متلف ** آیت حمدست او را بر کتف
On his shoulder is the sign of glorification—the silken robe of piety and the light which associates itself (with him).
وا رهیده از جهان عاریه ** ساکن گلزار و عین جاریه
He is delivered from the transitory world, he is dwelling in the Rose-garden, and (therein is) a running fountain.
بر سریر سر عالی‌همتش ** مجلس و جا و مقام و رتبتش
His sitting-place and home and abode is on the throne of the high-aspiring inmost consciousness, and his station
مقعد صدقی که صدیقان درو ** جمله سر سبزند و شاد و تازه‌رو
Is the Seat of sincerity in which all the siddíqs are flourishing and joyous and fresh of countenance.
حمدشان چون حمد گلشن از بهار ** صد نشانی دارد و صد گیر و دار1770
Their praise (of God), like the garden's praise on account of spring, hath a hundred signs and a hundred pomps.
بر بهارش چشمه و نخل و گیاه ** وآن گلستان و نگارستان گواه
Fountains and palms and herbs and rose-beds and plots of bright-coloured flowers bear witness to its springtide.
شاهد شاهد هزاران هر طرف ** در گواهی هم‌چو گوهر بر صدف
Everywhere thousands of witnesses to the Beloved are (engaged) in bearing testimony, as the pearl (bears testimony) to the oyster-shell.
بوی سر بد بیاید از دمت ** وز سر و رو تابد ای لافی غمت
(But) from your breath (words) comes the smell of a bad conscience, and your (inward) pain is reflected from your head and face, O braggart!
بوشناسانند حاذق در مصاف ** تو به جلدی های هو کم کن گزاف
In the battle-field (of this world) there are sagacious ones who know (distinguish) the smell: do not in (your) presumption idly utter (imitate) the ecstatic cries (of the true enthusiasts).
تو ملاف از مشک کان بوی پیاز ** از دم تو می‌کند مکشوف راز1775
Do not brag of musk, for that smell of onions is revealing the secret (true nature) of your breath (words and professions).
گل‌شکر خوردم همی‌گویی و بوی ** می‌زند از سیر که یافه مگوی
You are saying, “I have eaten rose-sugar,” while the smell of garlic is striking (your hearers) and saying (in effect), “Don't talk nonsense.”