And moreover God hath said, “I do not look to the exterior, I am regarding the interior.”
وانگهان گفته خدا که ننگرم ** من به ظاهر من به باطن ناظرم
Story of the encomiast who from regard for reputation was thanking the object of his praise, while the scent (signs) of his inward grief and pain and the shabbiness of his outward garb showed that those expressions of gratitude were vain and false.
حکایت آن مداح کی از جهت ناموس شکر ممدوح میکرد و بوی اندوه و غم اندرون او و خلاقت دلق ظاهر او مینمود کی آن شکرها لافست و دروغ
A certain man came (home) from ‘Iráq, (clad) in a tattered cloak: his friends inquired concerning (his) separation (from them).
آن یکی با دلق آمد از عراق ** باز پرسیدند یاران از فراق
“Yes,” he replied; “there was (the sorrow of) separation, but the journey was very blessed and fortunate for me,1740
گفت آری بد فراق الا سفر ** بود بر من بس مبارک مژدهور
For the Caliph gave me ten robes of honour—may a hundred praises and laudations (ever) accompany him!”
که خلیفه داد ده خلعت مرا ** که قرینش باد صد مدح و ثنا
He was reciting expressions of gratitude and praise till he carried gratitude beyond bound and limit.
شکرها و حمدها بر میشمرد ** تا که شکر از حد و اندازه ببرد
Then they said to him, “Thy wretched guise bears witness to thy mendacity.
پس بگفتندش که احوال نژند ** بر دروغ تو گواهی میدهند
(Thou art) naked, bare-headed, consumed (with afflictions): thou hast stolen (these) expressions of gratitude or learned (them by rote).
تن برهنه سر برهنه سوخته ** شکر را دزدیده یا آموخته
Where are the signs of the gratitude and praise due to thy prince on thy unplenished head and feet?1745
کو نشان شکر و حمد میر تو ** بر سر و بر پای بی توفیر تو
If thy tongue is weaving (making up) praise of that king, (yet) thy seven members are complaining (of him).
گر زبانت مدح آن شه میتند ** هفت اندامت شکایت میکند
In the generosity of that king and sultan of munificence was there not (room for) a pair of shoes and trousers for thee?”
در سخای آن شه و سلطان جود ** مر ترا کفشی و شلواری نبود
He replied, “I gave away what he bestowed: the prince left nothing undone in the way of solicitude.
گفت من ایثار کردم آنچ داد ** میر تقصیری نکرد از افتقاد
I received all the presents from the prince and distributed them among the orphans and the poor.
بستدم جمله عطاها از امیر ** بخش کردم بر یتیم و بر فقیر
I gave the riches away and received long (everlasting) life in return, because I was utterly self-sacrificing.”1750
مال دادم بستدم عمر دراز ** در جزا زیرا که بودم پاکباز
Then they said to him, “Bless thee! the riches are gone: what (then) is this naphtha-smoke within thee?
پس بگفتندش مبارک مال رفت ** چیست اندر باطنت این دود نفت
A hundred loathings like thorns are in thy heart: how should grief be the sign of rejoicing?
صد کراهت در درون تو چو خار ** کی بود انده نشان ابتشار
Where are the signs of love and charity and being pleased (with God), if what thou hast said of what passed is true?
کو نشان عشق و ایثار و رضا ** گر درستست آنچ گفتی ما مضی
I grant, forsooth, that the riches are gone: (then) where is (thy) desire (for spiritual riches)? If the torrent has gone by, where is the torrent-bed?
خود گرفتم مال گم شد میل کو ** سیل اگر بگذشت جای سیل کو
If (as thou pretendest) thine eye was (once) black and soul-inspiring, and if it is soul-inspiring no longer, (then) why is it blue?1755
چشم تو گر بد سیاه و جانفزا ** گر نماند او جانفزا ازرق چرا
Where are the signs of self-sacrifice, O sour one? The smell of false and empty words is coming (from thee): be silent!”
کو نشان پاکبازی ای ترش ** بوی لاف کژ همیآید خمش
Charity (for God's sake) hath a hundred signs within (in the heart): the good deed hath a hundred tokens.
صد نشان باشد درون ایثار را ** صد علامت هست نیکوکار را
If riches be consumed in charity, a hundred lives come into the heart as a substitute.
مال در ایثار اگر گردد تلف ** در درون صد زندگی آید خلف
A sowing of pure seeds in God's earth, and then no income! (That is impossible.)
در زمین حق زراعت کردنی ** تخمهای پاک آنگه دخل نی
If the (spiritual) ears of corn grow not from the gardens of Hú (God), then tell (me), how should God's earth be “spacious”?1760
گر نروید خوشه از روضات هو ** پس چه واسع باشد ارض الله بگو
Since this earth of mortality is not without produce, how should God's earth be (without it)? That (earth of God) is a spacious place.
چونک این ارض فنا بیریع نیست ** چون بود ارض الله آن مستوسعیست
Verily, the produce of this earth (of God) is infinite: even the least (produce) for a single seed is seven-hundredfold.
این زمین را ریع او خود بیحدست ** دانهای را کمترین خود هفصدست