Many is the wondrous child that it (the earth) hath had, but Ahmad (Mohammed) hath surpassed them all.
بس عجب فرزند کو را بوده است ** لیک احمد بر همه افزوده است
Earth and Heaven laugh and rejoice, saying, ‘From us two (who are) joined in wedlock such a king is born!’
شد زمین و آسمان خندان و شاد ** کین چنین شاهی ز ما دو جفت زاد
Heaven is bursting for joy of him; earth is become like the lily on account of his purity.
میشکافد آسمان از شادیش ** خاک چون سوسن شده ز آزادیش
Since thy outward and thy inward, O fair earth, are at war and (engaged) in struggling (with each other)—1020
ظاهرت با باطنت ای خاک خوش ** چونک در جنگاند و اندر کشمکش
Whoso is at war with himself for God's sake, to the end that his (inward) reality may become the opponent of (mere) scent and colour,
هر که با خود بهر حق باشد به جنگ ** تا شود معنیش خصم بو و رنگ
(If) his darkness is in combat with his light, the sun of his spirit will never set.
ظلمتش با نور او شد در قتال ** آفتاب جانش را نبود زوال
Whoso shall strive in tribulation for Our sake, Heaven will put its back under (will support) his feet.”
هر که کوشد بهر ما در امتحان ** پشت زیر پایش آرد آسمان
Your outward (form) is wailing because of the darkness; your inward (spirit) is (like) roses within roses.
ظاهرت از تیرگی افغان کنان ** باطن تو گلستان در گلستان
It (your outward form) is purposely like Súfís (who are) sour-faced (sad and mournful) in order that they may not mix with every one that quenches the (inner) light.1025
قاصد او چون صوفیان روترش ** تا نیامیزند با هر نورکش
Like the hedgehog, the sour-faced knowers (of God) have hidden their (spiritual) pleasures in rough prickles (of austerity).
عارفان روترش چون خارپشت ** عیش پنهان کرده در خار درشت
The orchard is hidden, (while) around the orchard those thorns are plainly seen, saying, “O thievish foe, keep far from this gate!”
باغ پنهان گرد باغ آن خار فاش ** کای عدوی دزد زین در دور باش
O hedgehog, you have made the prickles your guardian and, like a Súfí, have buried your head in your bosom,
خارپشتا خار حارس کردهای ** سر چو صوفی در گریبان بردهای
That none of these rose-cheeked thorn-natured ones may encounter (become acquainted with) a farthing (the least part) of your pleasure.
تا کسی دوچار دانگ عیش تو ** کم شود زین گلرخان خارخو
“Though thy infant (Mohammed) is childish, verily both the worlds are his parasites (attendants).1030
طفل تو گرچه که کودکخو بدست ** هر دو عالم خود طفیل او بدست
We make a (whole) world living through him; We make Heaven a slave in his service.”
ما جهانی را بدو زنده کنیم ** چرخ را در خدمتش بنده کنیم
‘Abdu ’l-Muttalib said, “Where is he now? O Thou that knowest the secret (of all things), point out the right way!”
گفت عبدالمطلب کین دم کجاست ** ای علیم السر نشان ده راه راست
How ‘Abdu ’l-Muttalib asked for a clue to the place where Mohammed was—peace be upon him!—saying, "Where shall I find him?" and how he was answered from within the Ka‘ba and obtained the clue.
نشان خواستن عبدالمطلب از موضع محمد علیهالسلام کی کجاش یابم و جواب آمدن از اندرون کعبه و نشان یافتن
A voice reached him from within the Ka‘ba. It said, “O seeker, that righteous child
از درون کعبه آوازش رسید ** گفت ای جوینده آن طفل رشید
Is in such and such a wadi beneath yonder tree.” Then the good-fortuned old man at once set out.
در فلان وادیست زیر آن درخت ** پس روان شد زود پیر نیکبخت
At his stirrup (were) the princes of Quraysh, for his (Mohammed's) grandfather was one of the notables of Quraysh.1035
در رکاب او امیران قریش ** زانک جدش بود ز اعیان قریش
All his (Mohammed's) ancestors (reaching back) to the loins of Adam (were) lords in feast and fray and the carnage of battle.
تا به پشت آدم اسلافش همه ** مهتران بزم و رزم و ملحمه
This lineage is (applicable) only to his husk (body), which is strained pure (in descent) from mighty emperors.
این نسب خود پوست او را بوده است ** کز شهنشاهان مه پالوده است
His kernel, in sooth, is remote from lineage, and unsoiled (by contamination with mankind): none is its congener from the Fish to Arcturus.
مغز او خود از نسب دورست و پاک ** نیست جنسش از سمک کس تا سماک
None seeks (to know) the birth and (coming into) existence of the Light of God: what need of warp and woof hath God's robe of honour?
نور حق را کس نجوید زاد و بود ** خلعت حق را چه حاجت تار و پود
The meanest robe of honour that He bestows in recompense (for good works) excels the embroidered raiment of the sun.1040
کمترین خلعت که بدهد در ثواب ** بر فزاید بر طراز آفتاب
The rest of the story of (the Divine) Mercy’s calling Bilqís.
بقیهی قصهی دعوت رحمت بلقیس را
“Arise, O Bilqís! Come and behold the Kingdom! Gather pearls on the shore of God’s Sea!
خیز بلقیسا بیا و ملک بین ** بر لب دریای یزدان در بچین