When I speak of “lip,” ’tis the lip (shore) of the Sea; when I say “not,” the intended meaning is “except.”
من چو لب گویم لب دریا بود ** من چو لا گویم مراد الا بود
By reason of (inward) sweetness I sit with sour face: from fullness of speech I am silent,1760
من ز شیرینی نشستم رو ترش ** من ز بسیاری گفتارم خمش
That in the mask of sour-facedness my sweetness may be kept hidden from the two worlds.
تا که شیرینی ما از دو جهان ** در حجاب رو ترش باشد نهان
In order that this subject may not come to every ear, I am telling (only) one out of a hundred esoteric mysteries.
تا که در هر گوش ناید این سخن ** یک همیگویم ز صد سر لدن
Commentary on the saying of the Hakím (Saná’í): “Any thing that causes thee to be left behind on the Way, what matter whether it be infidelity or faith? Any form that causes thee to fall far from the Beloved, what matter whether it be ugly or beautiful?”—and (a discourse) on the meaning of the words of the Prophet, on whom be peace: “Verily, Sa‘d is jealous, and I am more jealous than Sa‘d, and Allah is more jealous than I; and because of His jealousy He hath forbidden foul actions both outward and inward.
تفسیر قول حکیم: به هرچ از راه وامانی چه کفر آن حرف و چه ایمان به هرچ از دوست دور افتی چه زشت آن نقش و چه زیبا در معنی قوله علیه السلام إن سعدا لغیو ر و أنا أغیر من سعد و الله أغیر منی و من غیرته حرم الفواحش ما ظهر منها و ما بطن
The whole world became jealous because God is superior to all the world in jealousy.
جمله عالم ز آن غیور آمد که حق ** برد در غیرت بر این عالم سبق
He is like the spirit, and the world is like the body: the body receives from the spirit (both) good and evil.
او چو جان است و جهان چون کالبد ** کالبد از جان پذیرد نیک و بد
Any one whose prayer-niche is turned to the (mystical) revelation, do thou regard his going (back) to (the traditional) faith as shameful.1765
هر که محراب نمازش گشت عین ** سوی ایمان رفتنش میدان تو شین
Any one who has become Master of the robes to the King, it is loss for him to traffic on the King's behalf.
هر که شد مر شاه را او جامهدار ** هست خسران بهر شاهش اتجار
Any one who becomes the intimate friend of the Sultan, it is an injury and swindle (for him) to sit at his door.
هر که با سلطان شود او همنشین ** بر درش بودن بود حیف و غبین
When (the privilege of) kissing the (King's) hand has been bestowed on him by the King, it is a sin if he prefers to kiss the (King's) foot.
دستبوسش چون رسید از پادشاه ** گر گزیند بوس پا باشد گناه
Although to lay the head on the (King's) foot is an act of obeisance, (yet) compared with the former act of obeisance it is a fault and backsliding.
گر چه سر بر پا نهادن خدمت است ** پیش آن خدمت خطا و زلت است
The King is jealous of any one who, after having seen the face, prefers the (mere) scent.1770
شاه را غیرت بود بر هر که او ** بو گزیند بعد از آن که دید رو
To speak in parables, God's jealousy is the wheat, (while) men's jealousy is the straw in the stack.
غیرت حق بر مثل گندم بود ** کاه خرمن غیرت مردم بود
Know that the root of (all) jealousies is in God: those of mankind are an offshoot from God, without resemblance (being implied).
اصل غیرتها بدانید از اله ** آن خلقان فرع حق بیاشتباه
I will leave the explanation of this and will begin to complain of the cruelty of that fickle Beauty.
شرح این بگذارم و گیرم گله ** از جفای آن نگار ده دله
I wail because wailings are pleasant to Him: He wants from the two worlds wailing and grief.
نالم ایرا نالهها خوش آیدش ** از دو عالم ناله و غم بایدش
How should I not wail bitterly on account of His deceit, since I am not in the circle of those intoxicated with Him?1775
چون ننالم تلخ از دستان او ** چون نیم در حلقهی مستان او
How shall I not be like night, without His day and without the favour of His day-illuming countenance?
چون نباشم همچو شب بیروز او ** بیوصال روی روز افروز او
His unsweetness is sweet in my soul: may my soul be sacrificed to the Beloved who grieves my heart!
ناخوش او خوش بود در جان من ** جان فدای یار دل رنجان من
I am in love with my grief and pain for the sake of pleasing my peerless King.
عاشقم بر رنج خویش و درد خویش ** بهر خشنودی شاه فرد خویش
I make the dust of sorrow a salve for mine eye, that the two seas of mine eyes may be filled with pearls.
خاک غم را سرمه سازم بهر چشم ** تا ز گوهر پر شود دو بحر چشم
The tears which people shed for His sake are pearls—and people think they are tears.1780
اشک کان از بهر او بارند خلق ** گوهر است و اشک پندارند خلق
I am complaining of the Soul of the soul, (but in truth) I am not complaining: I am (only) relating.
من ز جان جان شکایت میکنم ** من نیم شاکی روایت میکنم
My heart is saying, “I am tormented by Him,” and I have (long) been laughing at its poor pretence.
دل همیگوید کز او رنجیدهام ** وز نفاق سست میخندیدهام
Do (me) right, O glory of the righteous, O Thou who art the dais, and I the threshold of Thy door!
راستی کن ای تو فخر راستان ** ای تو صدر و من درت را آستان