از بهاران کی شود سر سبز سنگ ** خاک شو تا گل برویی رنگ رنگ
How should a rock be covered with verdure by the Spring? Become earth, that thou mayst display flowers of many a hue.
سالها تو سنگ بودی دل خراش ** آزمون را یک زمانی خاک باش
Years hast thou been a heart-jagging rock: once, for the sake of experiment, be earth!
داستان پیر چنگی که در عهد عمر از بهر خدا روز بینوایی چنگ زد میان گورستان
The story of the old harper who in the time of ‘Umar, may God be well-pleased with him, on a day when he was starving played the harp for God's sake in the graveyard.
آن شنیده ستی که در عهد عمر ** بود چنگی مطربی با کر و فر
Hast thou heard that in the time of ‘Umar there was a harper, a fine and glorious minstrel?
بلبل از آواز او بیخود شدی ** یک طرب ز آواز خوبش صد شدی
The nightingale would be made beside herself by his voice: by his beautiful voice one rapture would be turned into a hundred.
مجلس و مجمع دمش آراستی ** وز نوای او قیامت خاستی1915
His breath was an ornament to assembly and congregation, and at his song the dead would arise.
همچو اسرافیل کاوازش به فن ** مردگان را جان در آرد در بدن
(He was) like Isráfíl (Seraphiel), whose voice will cunningly bring the souls of the dead into their bodies,
یا رسیلی بود اسرافیل را ** کز سماعش پر برستی فیل را
Or he was (like) an accompanist to Isráfíl, for his music would make the elephant grow wings.
سازد اسرافیل روزی ناله را ** جان دهد پوسیدهی صد ساله را
One day Isráfíl will make a shrill sound and will give life to him that has been rotten for a hundred years.
انبیا را در درون هم نغمههاست ** طالبان را ز آن حیات بیبهاست
The prophets also have (spiritual) notes within, whence there comes life beyond price to them that seek (God).
نشنود آن نغمهها را گوش حس ** کز ستمها گوش حس باشد نجس1920
The sensual ear does not hear those notes, for the sensual ear is defiled by iniquities.
نشنود نغمهی پری را آدمی ** کاو بود ز اسرار پریان اعجمی
The note of the peri is not heard by man, for he is unable to apprehend the mysteries of the peris,
گر چه هم نغمهی پری زین عالم است ** نغمهی دل برتر از هر دو دم است
Although the note of the peri too belongs to this world. The note of the heart is higher than both breaths (notes),
که پری و آدمی زندانیاند ** هر دو در زندان این نادانیاند
For peri and man (alike) are prisoners: both are (captive) in the prison of this ignorance.
معشر الجن سورهی رحمان بخوان ** تستطیعوا تنفذوا را باز دان
Recite O community of Jinn (and men) in the Súratu l’-Rahmán; recognise (the meaning of) if ye be able to pass forth.
نغمههای اندرون اولیا ** اولا گوید که ای اجزای لا1925
The inward notes of the saints say, at first, “O ye particles of lá (not = not-being),
هین ز لای نفی سرها بر زنید ** این خیال و وهم یک سو افکنید
Take heed, lift up your heads from the lá of negation, cast aside this fancy and vain imagining.
ای همه پوسیده در کون و فساد ** جان باقیتان نرویید و نزاد
O ye who all are rotten in (the world of) generation and corruption, your everlasting soul neither grew nor came to birth.”
گر بگویم شمهای ز آن نغمهها ** جانها سر بر زنند از دخمهها
If I tell (even) a tittle of those (saintly) notes, the souls will lift up their heads from the tombs.
گوش را نزدیک کن کان دور نیست ** لیک نقل آن به تو دستور نیست
Put thine ear close, for that (melody) is not far off, but ’tis not permitted to convey it to thee.
هین که اسرافیل وقتاند اولیا ** مرده را ز یشان حیات است و حیا1930
Hark! for the saints are the Isráfíls of the (present) time: from them to the dead comes life and freshness.
جان هر یک مردهای از گور تن ** بر جهد ز آوازشان اندر کفن
At their voice the soul of every dead one starts up from the body's grave in their winding sheets.
گوید این آواز ز آوازها جداست ** زنده کردن کار آواز خداست
He (that is thus awakened) says, “This voice is separate from (all other) voices: to quicken (the dead) is the work of the voice of God.
ما بمردیم و بکلی کاستیم ** بانگ حق آمد همه برخاستیم
We (had) died and were entirely decayed: the call of God came: we all arose.”
بانگ حق اندر حجاب و بیحجاب ** آن دهد کو داد مریم را ز جیب
The call of God, (whether it be) veiled or unveiled, bestows that which He bestowed on Mary from His bosom.
ای فناتان نیست کرده زیر پوست ** باز گردید از عدم ز آواز دوست1935
O ye whom death (in your hearts) hath made naught underneath the skin, return from non-existence at the voice of the Friend!