The Masnavi, Book One (Oxford World's Classics)
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Omar and the Emissary from Byzantium
93 He then repented. God said, ‘Didn’t I Create that crime in you –– Why did you lie? Wasn’t it all because of my decree? Why did you take responsibility?’ He said, ‘Through fear I kept respect for you.’ God said, ‘I’ve kept in mind your actions too.’ Whoever shows respect, respect will meet: Bring halva and you’ll eat an almond sweet. For whose sake are good women? For good men! * 1505 Spread joy! Hurt friends and see what they do then! Produce a fitting parable, O heart, Compulsion from free will to tell apart: The hands of sick men which shake constantly And those hands which you shake deliberately, Both movements God creates, in that they share, But these two pairs of hands you can’t compare: You may regret you forced their hands to shake, But sick men can’t be blamed, for heaven’s sake! The intellect explores these words I speak 1510 For it’s a fox which tries to lead the weak; Though pearls may be on o ffer as the goal Its quest’s unlike the journey of the soul: Spiritual quests are on a di fferent sphere, Like mystic wine and wine fermented here; When intellectual quests were the top aim Omar and Bu l-Hakam were just the same, Omar then chose his soul before his head And Bu l-Hakam became Bu Jahl instead, In intellect as perfect as can be, 1515 But the most ignorant man inwardly! A secondary cause is the brain’s quest, The mystic’s quest lies far above the rest! The soul’s light shone, O seeker of God’s light, Then logic’s quarrels disappeared like night, Because the seer on whom God’s light rays shine Supporting proofs can’t hinder nor con fine. Omar and the Emissary from Byzantium 94 Commentary on ‘He is with you wherever you may be’ * We’ve come back to the tale we had in mind, How could we ever leave that tale behind? If we meet ignorance, to gaol we’re bound, 1520 If knowledge then His palace we have found; When we’re asleep we’re drunk, then for His sake We’re back in His hands also when awake, When weeping we’re an ostentatious cloud, Then lightning when we start to laugh aloud, We show His anger when we fight with men, His love when we forgive, at peace again –– Who are we, coiled and twisted like a string? What’s straight apart from 1? Name me one thing! The emissary asks Omar about the reason for the su ffering of spirits in bodies of water and clay He asked, ‘Omar, what aim’s behind this plot 1525 To lock pure beings in a filthy spot? Pure water’s hidden when it’s sprayed on ground, Pure souls in bodies likewise have been bound.’ He said, ‘Your question seems to be quite apt –– Pure meaning in a word you’ve tightly wrapped: You’ve shackled what was once free like a bird As you have trapped the wind inside a word –– Have you done this to make a personal gain Though you can’t see what spirits thus attain? The one from whom all bene fits arise 1530 Can surely see what you’ve seen with your eyes!’ A million bene fits are here, and all Compared with that one are extremely small, Your speech’s breath is part of what is whole, So don’t deny pure being its true role! Though but a part, your acts help all the same –– Don’t raise your hands and give the whole the blame! Omar and the Emissary from Byzantium 95 If talking has no value, speak no more Or else give thanks, don’t be so mean and sore; To thank’s to place a halter round your neck, 1535 Not quarrelling about a tiny speck, If it meant to look sour only, then Mere vinegar would thank God more than men! If vinegar must penetrate the liver Tell it, ‘Turn to a healing brew with sugar!’ –– Meaning in verse is nothing but insane, It’s like a sling which no one can restrain! On the meaning of ‘Let whoever wants to sit with God sit with the Su fis’ * This made the messenger lose self-control, Forgetting all about his mission’s goal: The power of God left him completely dazed, 1540 He came, and to a higher state was raised; On reaching it, a flood becomes the sea, In soil a seed may grow to form a tree, When bread is in our gut it comes alive, And soaks up knowledge, which helps all things thrive, When wax and timber both are set alight Their essence, which was dark, becomes so bright, If you apply some kohl around your eye You’ll learn to see as well as any spy: Happy the man who from himself is free 1545 And joins with Being in true unity, Alas the one who mixes with the dead –– He’ll die himself because he’s been misled. So many prophets the Koran extols –– Read it! Become familiar with their souls! For it describes each one’s biography As fish in the sea of divinity. If you recite but don’t accept the Book You’ve turned them down although you’ve had a look, If you accept the stories on each page 1550 You’ll feel your soul’s a bird trapped in a cage; Omar and the Emissary from Byzantium 96 The reason that the caged bird settles there And doesn’t flee is that it’s unaware. Spirits which have escaped from their constraints Are fit to guide like prophets and like saints; Their voices speak of faith when they should say: ‘This is your one escape route –– come this way!’ Through faith we have escaped the narrow cell –– There is no other way out of this hell Than to be seen as su ffering what’s worse, 1555 In order to flee reputation’s curse, For reputation’s such a heavy chain –– Much worse than iron chains in this domain. Download 0.83 Mb. Do'stlaringiz bilan baham: |
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