که چنین کردست مهمانت ببین ** خنده‌ای زد رحمةللعالمین
Saying, “Look! Thy guest has done such a thing!” He smiled, (he who was sent as) a mercy to all created beings,
که بیار آن مطهره اینجا به پیش ** تا بشویم جمله را با دست خویش
And said, “Bring the pail here, that I may wash all (clean) with my own hand.”
هر کسی می‌جست کز بهر خدا ** جان ما و جسم ما قربان ترا 110
Every one jumped up, saying, “For God's sake (refrain)! Our souls and our bodies are a sacrifice to thee.
ما بشوییم این حدث را تو بهل ** کار دستست این نمط نه کار دل
We will wash this filth: do thou leave it alone. This kind (of affair) is hand's work, not heart's work.
ای لعمرک مر ترا حق عمر خواند ** پس خلیفه کرد و بر کرسی نشاند
O La-‘amruk, God pronounced unto thee (the word) ‘life’; then He made thee (His) Vicegerent and seated thee on the throne.
ما برای خدمت تو می‌زییم ** چون تو خدمت می‌کنی پس ما چه‌ایم
We live for thy service: as thou (thyself) art performing the service, what then are we?”
گفت آن دانم و لیک این ساعتیست ** که درین شستن بخویشم حکمتیست
He said, “I know that, but this is an (extraordinary) occasion; I have a deep reason for washing this myself.”
منتظر بودند کین قول نبیست ** تا پدید آید که این اسرار چیست 115
They waited, saying, “This is the Prophet's word,” till it should appear what these mysteries were.
او به جد می‌شست آن احداث را ** خاص ز امر حق نه تقلید و ریا
(Meanwhile) he was busily washing those filthy things, by God's command exclusively, not from blind conformity and ostentation;
که دلش می‌گفت کین را تو بشو ** که درین جا هست حکمت تو بتو
For his heart was telling him, “Do thou wash them, for herein is wisdom manifold.”
سبب رجوع کردن آن مهمان به خانه‌ی مصطفی علیه‌السلام در آن ساعت که مصطفی نهالین ملوث او را به دست خود می‌شست و خجل شدن او و جامه چاک کردن و نوحه‌ی او بر خود و بر سعادت خود
The cause of the guest's return to the house of Mustafá, on whom be peace, at the hour when Mustafá was washing his befouled bed-rug with his own hand; and how he was overcome with shame and rent his garment and made lamentation for himself and for his plight.
کافرک را هیکلی بد یادگار ** یاوه دید آن را و گشت او بی‌قرار
The wretched infidel had an amulet (which he carried) as a keepsake. He observed that it was lost, and became distracted.
گفت آن حجره که شب جا داشتم ** هیکل آنجا بی‌خبر بگذاشتم
He said, “The room in which I lodged during the night—I (must have) left the amulet there unawares.”
گر چه شرمین بود شرمش حرص برد ** حرص اژدرهاست نه چیزیست خرد 120
Though he was ashamed, greed took away his shame: greed is a dragon, it is no small thing.
از پی هیکل شتاب اندر دوید ** در وثاق مصطفی و آن را بدید
In quest of the amulet he ran hastily into the house of Mustafá and saw him,
کان یدالله آن حدث را هم به خود ** خوش همی‌شوید که دورش چشم بد
That Hand of God, cheerfully washing the filth by himself— far from him be the evil eye!
هیکلش از یاد رفت و شد پدید ** اندرو شوری گریبان را درید
The amulet vanished from his mind, and a great rapture arose in him: he tore his collar,
می‌زد او دو دست را بر رو و سر ** کله را می‌کوفت بر دیوار و در
Smiting his face and head with both hands, beating his pate against wall and door,
آنچنان که خون ز بینی و سرش ** شد روان و رحم کرد آن مهترش 125
In such a wise that blood poured from his nose and head, and the Prince (Mohammed) took pity on him.
نعره‌ها زد خلق جمع آمد برو ** گبر گویان ایهاالناس احذروا
He uttered shrieks, the people gathered round him: the infidel was crying, “O people, beware!”
می‌زد او بر سر کای بی‌عقل سر ** می‌زد او بر سینه کای بی‌نور بر
He smote his head, saying, “O head without understanding!” He smote his breast, saying, “O bosom without light!”
سجده می‌کرد او کای کل زمین ** شرمسارست از تو این جزو مهین
Prostrating himself, he cried, “O (thou who art) the whole earth, this despicable part is abashed on account of thee.
تو که کلی خاضع امر ویی ** من که جزوم ظالم و زشت و غوی
Thou, who art the whole, art submissive to His command; I, who am (but) a part, am unjust and wicked and misguided.
تو که کلی خوار و لرزانی ز حق ** من که جزوم در خلاف و در سبق 130
Thou, who art the whole, art humble and trembling in fear of God; I, who am (but) a part, am (engaged) in opposition and in rivalry.”
هر زمان می‌کرد رو بر آسمان ** که ندارم روی ای قبله‌ی جهان
At every moment he was turning his face to heaven, saying, “I have not the face (to look towards thee), O qibla of the world!”
چون ز حد بیرون بلرزید و طپید ** مصطفی‌اش در کنار خود کشید
When he had trembled and quivered beyond (all) bounds, Mustafá clasped him in his arms,
ساکنش کرد و بسی بنواختش ** دیده‌اش بگشاد و داد اشناختش
Quieted him and caressed him much and opened his (inward) eye and gave him (spiritual) knowledge.
تا نگرید ابر کی خندد چمن ** تا نگرید طفل کی جوشد لبن
Till the cloud weeps, how should the garden smile? Till the babe cries, how should the milk begin to flow?
طفل یک روزه همی‌داند طریق ** که بگریم تا رسد دایه‌ی شفیق 135
The one-day-old babe knows the way: (its instinct says), “I will cry, that the kind nurse may come.”
تو نمی‌دانی که دایه‌ی دایگان ** کم دهد بی‌گریه شیر او رایگان
Do not you know that the Nurse of (all) nurses gives no milk gratis without (your) crying?
گفت فلیبکوا کثیرا گوش دار ** تا بریزد شیر فضل کردگار
He (God) hath said, “Let them weep much.” Give ear, that the bounty of the Creator may pour forth the milk.
گریه‌ی ابرست و سوز آفتاب ** استن دنیا همین دو رشته تاب
The cloud's weeping and the sun's burning are the pillar of this world: twist these two strands (together).
گر نبودی سوز مهر و اشک ابر ** کی شدی جسم و عرض زفت و سطبر
If there were not the sun's heat and the cloud's tears, how would body (substance) and accident become big and thick?
کی بدی معمور این هر چار فصل ** گر نبودی این تف و این گریه اصل 140
How would these four seasons be flourishing unless this glow and weeping were the origin?
سوز مهر و گریه‌ی ابر جهان ** چون همی دارد جهان را خوش‌دهان
Since the burning (heat) of the sun and the weeping of the clouds in the world are keeping the world fresh and sweet,
آفتاب عقل را در سوز دار ** چشم را چون ابر اشک‌افروز دار
Keep the sun of your intelligence burning, keep your eye glistening with tears like the cloud!
چشم گریان بایدت چون طفل خرد ** کم خور آن نان را که نان آب تو برد
You must needs have a weeping eye, like the little child: do not eat the bread (of worldliness), for that bread takes away your water (spiritual excellence).
تن چو با برگست روز و شب از آن ** شاخ جان در برگ‌ریزست و خزان
When the body is in leaf (well-furnished), on that account by day and night the bough, (which is) the soul, is shedding its leaves and is in autumn.
برگ تن بی‌برگی جانست زود ** این بباید کاستن آن را فزود 145
The leafage (flourishing state) of the body is the leaflessness (unprovidedness) of the soul. Be quick! You must let this (body) dwindle and that (soul) increase.
اقرضوا الله قرض ده زین برگ تن ** تا بروید در عوض در دل چمن
Lend unto God, give a loan of this leafage of the body, that in exchange a garden may grow in your heart.
قرض ده کم کن ازین لقمه‌ی تنت ** تا نماید وجه لا عین رات
Give a loan, diminish this food of your body, that there may appear the face (vision) of (that which) eye hath not seen.
تن ز سرگین خویش چون خالی کند ** پر ز مشک و در اجلالی کند
When the body empties itself of dung, He (God) fills it with musk and glorious pearls.
زین پلیدی بدهد و پاکی برد ** از یطهرکم تن او بر خورد
He (such a person) gives this filth and gets purity (in return): his body enjoys (what is signified by the words) He will purify you.
دیو می‌ترساندت که هین و هین ** زین پشیمان گردی و گردی حزین 150
The Devil frightens you, saying, “Hark and hark again! You will be sorry for this and will be saddened.
گر گدازی زین هوسها تو بدن ** بس پشیمان و غمین خواهی شدن
If you waste away your body in consequence of these idle whims, you will become very sorry and anxious.
این بخور گرمست و داروی مزاج ** وآن بیاشام از پی نفع و علاج
Eat this, it is hot and good for your health; and drink that for your benefit and as a cure,
هم بدین نیت که این تن مرکبست ** آنچ خو کردست آنش اصوبست
With the intention (of acting on the principle) that (since) this body is your riding-beast that to which it is accustomed is best for it.
هین مگردان خو که پیش آید خلل ** در دماغ و دل بزاید صد علل
Beware, do not alter your habit, else mischief will ensure and a hundred maladies will be produced in brain and heart.”
این چنین تهدیدها آن دیو دون ** آرد و بر خلق خواند صد فسون 155
Such menaces does the vile Devil employ, and he chants a hundred spells over the people.
خویش جالینوس سازد در دوا ** تا فریبد نفس بیمار ترا
He makes himself out to be a Galen (for skill) in medicine, that he may deceive your ailing soul.
کین ترا سودست از درد و غمی ** گفت آدم را همین در گندمی
“This,” says he, “is of use to you against any sorrow and pain.” He said the same thing to Adam about an ear of wheat.