“Behold,” said he, “I am that man's vicar: I am the vicar of Jesus at the present time.
گفت اینک نایب آن مرد من ** نایب عیسی منم اندر زمن
Look, this scroll is my proof that after him the vicarate belongs to me.”
اینک این طومار برهان من است ** کاین نیابت بعد از او آن من است
Another amír came forth from ambush: his pretension regarding the vicegerency was the same;
آن امیر دیگر آمد از کمین ** دعوی او در خلافت بد همین
He too produced a scroll from under his arm, so that in both (amírs) there arose the Jewish anger.700
از بغل او نیز طوماری نمود ** تا بر آمد هر دو را خشم جهود
The rest of the amírs, one after another, drawing swords of keen mettle,
آن امیران دگر یک یک قطار ** بر کشیده تیغهای آب دار
Each with a sword and a scroll in his hand, fell to combat like raging elephants.
هر یکی را تیغ و طوماری به دست ** درهم‌‌افتادند چون پیلان مست
Hundreds of thousands of Christians were slain, so that there were mounds of severed heads;
صد هزاران مرد ترسا کشته شد ** تا ز سرهای بریده پشته شد
Blood flowed, on left and right, like a torrent; mountains of this dust (of battle) rose in the air.
خون روان شد همچو سیل از چپ و راست ** کوه کوه اندر هوا زین گرد خاست
The seeds of dissension which he (the vizier) had sown had become a calamity (cause of destruction) to their heads.705
تخمهای فتنه‌‌ها کاو کشته بود ** آفت سرهای ایشان گشته بود
The walnuts (bodies) were broken, and those which had the kernel had, after being slain, a spirit pure and fair.
جوزها بشکست و آن کان مغز داشت ** بعد کشتن روح پاک نغز داشت
Slaughter and death which befalls the bodily frame is like breaking pomegranates and apples:
کشتن و مردن که بر نقش تن است ** چون انار و سیب را بشکستن است
That which is sweet becomes pomegranate-syrup, and that which is rotten is naught but noise:
آن چه شیرین است او شد ناردانگ ** و آن که پوسیده ست نبود غیر بانگ
That which has reality is made manifest (after death), and that which is rotten is put to shame.
آن چه با معنی است خود پیدا شود ** و آن چه پوسیده ست او رسوا شود
Go, strive after reality, O worshipper of form, inasmuch as reality is the wing on form's body.710
رو به معنی کوش ای صورت پرست ** ز آن که معنی بر تن صورت پر است
Consort with the followers of reality, that you may both win the gift and be generous (in giving yourself up to God).
همنشین اهل معنی باش تا ** هم عطا یابی و هم باشی فتا
Beyond dispute, in this body the spirit devoid of reality is even as a wooden sword in the sheath:
جان بی‌‌معنی در این تن بی‌‌خلاف ** هست همچون تیغ چوبین در غلاف
Whilst it remains in the sheath, it is (apparently) valuable, (but) when it has come forth it is an implement (only fit) for burning.
تا غلاف اندر بود با قیمت است ** چون برون شد سوختن را آلت است
Do not take a wooden sword into the battle! First see (whether your sword is a real one), in order that your plight may not be wretched.
تیغ چوبین را مبر در کارزار ** بنگر اول تا نگردد کار زار
If it is made of wood, go, seek another; and if it is adamant, march forward joyously.715
گر بود چوبین برو دیگر طلب ** ور بود الماس پیش آ با طرب
The sword (of reality) is in the armoury of the saints: to see (and associate with) them is for you (as precious as) the Elixir.
تیغ در زرادخانه‌‌ی اولیاست ** دیدن ایشان شما را کیمیاست
All the wise have said this same thing: the wise man is a (Divine) mercy to created beings.
جمله دانایان همین گفته همین ** هست دانا رحمة للعالمین
If you would buy a pomegranate, buy (it when it is) laughing (having its rind cleft open), so that its laughter (openness) may give information as to its seeds.
گر اناری می‌‌خری خندان بخر ** تا دهد خنده ز دانه‌‌ی او خبر
Oh, blessed is its laughter, for through its mouth it shows the heart, like a pearl from the casket of the spirit.
ای مبارک خنده‌‌اش کاو از دهان ** می‌‌نماید دل چو در از درج جان
Unblest was the laughter (openness) of the red anemone, from whose mouth appeared the blackness of its heart.720
نامبارک خنده‌‌ی آن لاله بود ** کز دهان او سیاهی دل نمود
The laughing pomegranate makes the garden laughing (gay and blooming): companionship with (holy) men makes you one of the (holy) men.
نار خندان باغ را خندان کند ** صحبت مردانت از مردان کند