Marghadin and those
lofty edifices |
1925 |
what can I say of that
noble city? |
Its inhabitants sweet
of speech as honey, |
comely their faces,
gentle their manners, simple their apparel, |
their thoughts innocent
of the burning fever of gain, |
they were intimate with
the secrets of the suns alchemy; |
1930 |
who so of them desires
silver or gold gathers it from light, |
even as we gather salt
from the briny sea. |
The aim of science and
art there is service, |
no one weighs work done
against gold; |
no one is even
acquainted with dinars and dirhams, |
1935 |
these idols may not
enter the sanctuary. |
The demon of the
machine has no power over nature, |
the skies are not
blackened by smoke; |
the lamp of the
hard-toiling farmer is always bright, |
he is secure from the
plundering of the landlords, |
1940 |
his tillage is not a
struggle for water, |
his harvest is his own,
no other shares in it. |
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In that world there are
no armies, no squadrons, |
none gains his
livelihood by killing and murder; |
In Marghadin no pen
wins lustre |
1945 |
from inscribing and
disseminating lies; |
in the market-places
there is no clamour of the workless, |
no whining of beggars
afflicts the car. |
If your heart bleeds on
account of one destiny, |
1955 |
petition God to decree
another destiny; |
if you pray for a new
destiny, that is lawful, |
seeing that Gods
destinies are infinite. |
Earthlings have gambled
away the coin of selfhood, |
not comprehending the
subtle meaning of destiny; |
1960 |
its subtlety is
contained in a single phrase |
If you transform
yourself, it too will be transformed. |
Be dust, and fate will
give you the winds; |
be a stone, and it will
hurl you against glass. |
Are you a dew-drop?
Your destiny is to perish; |
1965 |
are you an ocean? Your
destiny is to endure. |
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Every moment you are
fashioning new Lats and Manats; |
inconstant one, do you
look for constancy from idols? |
So long as your faith
is to accord not with your self |
the world of your
thoughts is your prison; |
1670 |
toil without
treasure-such is destiny; |
treasure without
toil-such is destiny! |
If this is the
foundation of faith, ignorant fellow, |
then the needy will
become still more in need. |
Woe to that religion
which lulls you to sleep |
1975 |
and still holds you in
sleep profound! |
Is this religion, or
magic and enchantment? |
Is this religion, or a
grain of opium? |
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Do you know whence
comes the penetrating nature, |
whence came this houri
into your tenement of clay? |
1980 |
Do you know whence
comes the sages power of thought, |
whence the potency of
prayer in Gods interlocutors? |
Do you know whence came
this heart, and its visitations, |
whence these arts,
these miracles? |
Do you have fire of
speech? That comes not from you; |
1985 |
do you have flame of
action? That comes not from you. |
All this is an overflow
of the springtime of nature, |
nature which derives
from natures Creator. |
What is life? A mine of
gems; |
you are the trustee,
its owner is Another. |
1990 |
A radiant nature
glorifies the man of God, |
to serve all Gods
creatures, that is his aim |
Service belongs to the
wont and way of prophethood; |
to seek a reward for
service is mere commerce. |
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Even so this wind,
earth, cloud, field, |
1995 |
orchard, meadow,
palace, street, stones, bricks |
you who say, Our
property is of ourselves, |
ignorant one, all this
belongs to God. |
If you regard
Gods earth as your own, |
then what means the
verse, Work not corruption? |
2000 |
Adams sons have
given their hearts to Iblis, |
and from Iblis I have
seen only corruption. |
None should convert a
trust to his own use; |
blessed is he who
renders Gods property up to God. |
You have carried off
what does not belong to you; |
2005 |
my soul sorrows for so
unworthy a deed. |
If you own a thing,
that is meet and right, |
but if you do not, say
yourself, how is that proper? |
Return to God the
property of God |
so that you may loose
the knot of your involvement; |
2010 |
for why is there
poverty and want under heavens arch? |
Because you say what is
the Lords belongs to you. |
The man who has not
leaped forth from water and clay |
has shattered his own
glass with his own stone. |
You who cannot tell
goal from path, |
2015 |
the value of every
thing is measured by the regard. |
So long as the pearl is
your property, it is a pearl, |
otherwise it is a
pebble, worth less than a farthing. |
View the world
otherwise, and it will become other, |
this earth and heaven
will be transformed. |
2020 |