(Suppose it is) the form of a city to which you are going: you are drawn (thither) by a formless feeling of pleasure, O dependent one;
صورت شهری که آنجا می‌روی ** ذوق بی‌صورت کشیدت ای روی
Therefore you are really going to that which has no locality, for pleasure is (something) different from place and time.
پس به معنی می‌روی تا لامکان ** که خوشی غیر مکانست و زمان
(Suppose it is) the form of a friend to whom you would go: you are going for the sake of enjoying his society;
صورت یاری که سوی او شوی ** از برای مونسی‌اش می‌روی
Therefore in reality you go to the formless (world), though you are unaware of that (being the) object (of your journey).
پس بمعنی سوی بی‌صورت شدی ** گرچه زان مقصود غافل آمدی
In truth, then, God is worshipped by all, since (all) wayfaring is for the sake of the pleasure (of which He is the source).3755
پس حقیقت حق بود معبود کل ** کز پی ذوقست سیران سبل
But some have set their face towards the tail and have lost the Head, although the Head is the principal;
لیک بعضی رو سوی دم کرده‌اند ** گرچه سر اصلست سر گم کرده‌اند
But (nevertheless) that Head is bestowing on these lost and erring ones the bounty proper to Headship by way of the tail.
لیک آن سر پیش این ضالان گم ** می‌دهد داد سری از راه دم
That one obtains the bounty from the Head, this one from the tail; another company (of mystics) have lost (both) foot and head.
آن ز سر می‌یابد آن داد این ز دم ** قوم دیگر پا و سر کردند گم
Since all has been lost, they have gained all: through dwindling away (to naught) they have sped towards the Whole.
چونک گم شد جمله جمله یافتند ** از کم آمد سوی کل بشتافتند
How in the pavilion of the fortress adorned with pictures they (the princes) saw a portrait of the daughter of the King of China and how all three lost their senses and fell into distraction and made inquiries, asking, “Whose portrait is this?”
دیدن ایشان در قصر این قلعه‌ی ذات الصور نقش روی دختر شاه چین را و بیهوش شدن هر سه و در فتنه افتادن و تفحص کردن کی این صورت کیست
This topic is endless. The company (of three) espied a beauteous and majestic portrait.3760
این سخن پایان ندارد آن گروه ** صورتی دیدند با حسن و شکوه