You Who Are Within My Soul
Attarعطار
ای در درون جانم و جان از تو بیخبر
You who are within my soul, and my soul knows nothing of you;
وز تو جهان پر است و جهان از تو بیخبر
the world is full of you, and the world knows nothing of you.
چون پی برد به تو دل و جانم؟ که جاودان
How could my heart and soul find a trace of you, when forever
در جان و در دلی دل و جان از تو بیخبر
you are in the soul and in the heart, and heart and soul know nothing of you?
ای عقل پیر و بخت جوان، گرد راه تو
Old reason and young fortune are dust on your road;
پیر از تو بینشان و جوان از تو بیخبر
the old has no trace of you, the young knows nothing of you.
نقش تو در خیال و خیال از تو بینصیب
Your image is in the imagination, and the imagination has no share of you;
نام تو بر زبان و زبان از تو بیخبر
your name is on the tongue, and the tongue knows nothing of you.
از تو خبر به نام و نشان است خلق را
People have news of you by name and sign,
وآنگه همه به نام و نشان از تو بیخبر
and yet, for all the name and sign, they know nothing of you.
جویندگان جوهر دریای کنه تو
Those who seek the pearl in the sea of your essence,
در وادی یقین و گمان از تو بیخبر
in the valley of certainty and of doubt, know nothing of you.
چون بیخبر بود مگس از پر جبرئیل
As a fly knows nothing of Gabriel’s wing,
از تو خبر دهند و چنان از تو بیخبر
so they tell of you, and so they know nothing of you.
شرح و بیان تو چه کنم؟ زانکه تا ابد
Why should I explain or describe you? For to eternity
شرح از تو عاجز است و بیان از تو بیخبر
explanation fails before you, and description knows nothing of you.
عطار اگرچه نعره عشق تو میزند
Though Attar raises the cry of love for you,
هستند جمله نعرهزنان از تو بیخبر
all who raise that cry know nothing of you.
A note for readers
A complete ghazal from Attar’s Divan, built on the refrain bi-khabar, ‘knowing nothing of you’. God is closer than the soul and fills the world, yet every faculty that tries to grasp Him, from reason to the tongue, comes back empty-handed. Attar names himself in the last couplet, as ghazal poets do.
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