From Mineral to Angel
Rumiمولانا
از جمادی مردم و نامی شدم
I died as a mineral and became a plant;
وز نما مردم به حیوان برزدم
I died as a plant and rose to the animal;
مردم از حیوانی و آدم شدم
I died as an animal and became human:
پس چه ترسم کی ز مردن کم شدم
why then should I fear? When was I made less by dying?
حملهٔ دیگر بمیرم از بشر
Once more I shall die as a man,
تا بر آرم از ملایک پر و سر
to lift up my head and wings among the angels;
وز ملک هم بایدم جستن ز جو
and from the angel too I must leap the stream:
کل شیء هالک الا وجهه
‘All things perish except His Face.’
بار دیگر از ملک قربان شوم
Once more I shall be sacrificed from the angel
آنچ اندر وهم ناید آن شوم
and become what cannot enter the imagination.
پس عدم گردم عدم چون ارغنون
Then I shall become non-being; non-being, like an organ,
گویدم که انا الیه راجعون
tells me, ‘To Him we are returning.’
More poemsشعرهای دیگر
بلبلی برگ گلی خوش رنگ در منقار داشت
و اندر آن برگ و نوا خوش نالههای زار داشت
A nightingale held in its beak a rose petal of lovely colour,
and with that petal and its song it made sweet, piteous laments.
A nightingale held a rose petal
ستاره ای بدرخشید و ماه مجلس شد
دل رمیده ما را رفیق و مونس شد
A star shone out and became the moon of the gathering,
became friend and companion to our startled heart.
A star shone out
سحر بلبل حکایت با صبا کرد
که عشق روی گل با ما چهها کرد
At dawn the nightingale told its tale to the east wind:
"See what love for the rose's face has done to us!"