In hope of thee this Halíma of (the tribe) Sa‘d has come into the shadow of thy willow-bough,
این حلیمه‌ی سعدی از اومید تو ** آمد اندر ظل شاخ بید تو
For an infant child of hers is lost: the name of that child is Mohammed.”
که ازو فرزند طفلی گم شدست ** نام آن کودک محمد آمدست
When he said “Mohammed,” all those idols immediately fell headlong and prostrate,955
چون محمد گفت آن جمله بتان ** سرنگون گشت و ساجد آن زمان
Saying, “Begone, O old man! What is this search after that Mohammed by whom we are deposed?
که برو ای پیر این چه جست و جوست ** آن محمد را که عزل ما ازوست
By him we are overthrown and reduced to a collection of (broken) stones; by him we are made unsaleable and valueless.
ما نگون و سنگسار آییم ازو ** ما کساد و بی‌عیار آییم ازو
Those phantoms which the followers of vain opinion used to see from us at times during the Fatra
آن خیالاتی که دیدندی ز ما ** وقت فترت گاه گاه اهل هوا
Will disappear now that his royal court has arrived: the water is come and has torn up (annulled) the ablution with sand.
گم شود چون بارگاه او رسید ** آب آمد مر تیمم را درید
Get thee far off, O old man! Do not kindle mischief! Hark, do not burn us with (the fire of) Ahmad's (Mohammed's) jealousy!960
دور شو ای پیر فتنه کم فروز ** هین ز رشک احمدی ما را مسوز
Get thee far off, for God's sake, O old man, lest thou (too) be burnt by the fire of Fore-ordainment.
دور شو بهر خدا ای پیر تو ** تا نسوزی ز آتش تقدیر تو
What squeezing of the dragon's tail is this? Dost thou know at all what the announcement (of Mohammed's advent) is (in its effects)?
این چه دم اژدها افشردنست ** هیچ دانی چه خبر آوردنست
At this news the heart of sea and mine will surge; at this news the seven heavens will tremble.”
زین خبر جوشد دل دریا و کان ** زین خبر لرزان شود هفت آسمان
When the old man heard these words from the stones (idols), the ancient old man let his staff drop (from his hand);
چون شنید از سنگها پیر این سخن ** پس عصا انداخت آن پیر کهن
Then, from tremor and fear and dread caused by that proclamation (of the idols), the old man was striking his teeth together.965
پس ز لرزه و خوف و بیم آن ندا ** پیر دندانها به هم بر می‌زدی
Even as a naked man in winter, he was shuddering and saying, “O destruction!”
آنچنان که اندر زمستان مرد عور ** او همی لرزید و می‌گفت ای ثبور
When she (Halíma) saw the old man in such a state (of terror), in consequence of that marvel the woman lost (the power of) deliberation.
چون در آن حالت بدید او پیر را ** زان عجب گم کرد زن تدبیر را
She said, “O old man, though I am in affliction (on account of the loss of Mohammed), I am in manifold bewilderment (not knowing whether I should grieve or rejoice).
گفت پیر اگر چه من در محنتم ** حیرت اندر حیرت اندر حیرتم
At one moment the wind is making a speech to me, at another moment the stones are schooling me.
ساعتی بادم خطیبی می‌کند ** ساعتی سنگم ادیبی می‌کند
The wind addresses me with articulate words, the stones and mountains give me intelligence of (the real nature of) things.970
باد با حرفم سخنها می‌دهد ** سنگ و کوهم فهم اشیا می‌دهد
Once (before) they of the Invisible carried off my child—they of the Invisible, the green-winged ones of Heaven.
گاه طفلم را ربوده غیبیان ** غیبیان سبز پر آسمان
Of whom shall I complain? To whom shall I tell this plaint? I am become crazy and in a hundred minds.
از کی نالم با کی گویم این گله ** من شدم سودایی اکنون صد دله
His (God's) jealousy has closed my lips (so that I am unable) to unfold (the tale of) the mystery: I say (only) this much, that my child is lost.
غیرتش از شرح غیبم لب ببست ** این قدر گویم که طفلم گم شدست
If I should say anything else now, the people would bind me in chains as though I were mad.”
گر بگویم چیز دیگر من کنون ** خلق بندندم به زنجیر جنون
The old man said to her, “O Halíma, rejoice; bow down in thanksgiving and do not rend thy face.975
گفت پیرش کای حلیمه شاد باش ** سجده‌ی شکر آر و رو را کم خراش
Do not grieve: he will not become lost to thee; nay, but the (whole) world will become lost in him.
غم مخور یاوه نگردد او ز تو ** بلک عالم یاوه گردد اندرو
Before and behind (him) there are always hundreds of thousands of keepers and guardians (watching over him) in jealous emulation.
هر زمان از رشک غیرت پیش و پس ** صد هزاران پاسبانست و حرس