O God, Open the Bud of Hope
Jamiجامی
الهی غنچهٔ امید بگشای!
O God, open the bud of hope!
گلی از روضهٔ جاوید بنمای
Show a rose from the eternal garden.
بخندان از لب آن غنچه باغم!
Make my garden laugh with the lips of that bud,
وزین گل عطرپرور کن دماغم!
and with this rose make my senses fragrant.
درین محنت سرای بی مواسا
In this house of trouble without comfort,
به نعمت های خویش ام کن شناسا!
make me know your blessings.
ضمیرم را سپاس اندیشه گردان!
Make my inmost mind dwell on gratitude,
زبانم را ستایش پیشه گردان!
make praise the habit of my tongue.
A note for readers
The opening couplets of Yusuf and Zulaykha, Jami’s retelling of the story of Joseph and the wife of his Egyptian master, completed in the 1480s as one of the seven masnavis of his Haft Awrang (Seven Thrones). Like most long Persian poems it begins with a prayer.
More poemsشعرهای دیگر
یک عمر می‌توان سخن از زلف یار گفت
در بند آن مباش که مضمون نمانده است
One could speak for a lifetime of the beloved’s tresses;
do not fret that there are no themes left.
A Lifetime on the Beloved’s Tresses
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.