سوال چہارم

قدیم و محدث از ہم چون جدا شدکہ این عالم شد آن دیگر خدا شداگر معروف و عارف ذات پاکستچہ سودا در سر این مشت خاکست

How did the eternal and temporal separate that one became the world, and the other God?
If the knower and known are the One pure essence, what are the aspirations of this handful of earth?

خودی را زندگی ایجاد غیر استفراق عارف و معروف خیر است

The life of the ego is to bring non-ego into existence, the separation of the knower and known is good.

قدیم و محدث ما از شمار استشمار ما طلسم روزگار است

Our ideas of eternal and temporal are due to our way of reckoning; our reckoning is the result of the spell of mathematical time.

دمادم دوش و فردا می شماریمبہ ہست و بود و باشد کار داریم

We constantly talk of yesterday and tomorrow, we deal with ‘is’, ‘was’, and ‘might be’.

ازو خود را بریدن فطرت ماستتپیدن نارسیدن فطرت ماست

To sever ourselves from Him is our nature, and also to be restless and not to reach the goal.

نہ ما را در فراق او عیارینہ او را بی وصال ما قراری

Neither do we get worth in separation from Him, nor does He feel peace without union with us;

نہ او بی ما نہ، بی او چہ حال استفراق ما فراق اندر وصال است

Neither He without us, nor we without Him! How strange! Our separation is separation ‘in’ union.

جدائی خاک را بخشد نگاہیدہد سرمایہ کوہی بکاہی

Separation gives to this dust (i.e. man) an insight, it gives the weight of a mountain to a straw.

جدائی عشق را آئینہ دار استجدائی عاشقان را سازگار است

Separation is a token of love; it agrees with the nature of lovers.

اگر ما زندہ ایم از دردمندی استوگر پایندہ ایم از دردمندی است

If we are alive, it is due to this affliction (of separation), and if we are immortal, it is due to it.

من و او چیست اسرار الہی استمن و او بر دوام ما گواہی است

What is ‘I’ and ‘He’? It is a divine mystery! ‘I’ and ‘He’ are a witness to our immortality.

بخلوت ہم بجلوت نور ذات استمیان انجمن بودن حیات است

The light of the Essence is everywhere, hidden and apparent; to live in company is real life.

محبت دیدہ ور بی انجمن نیستمحبت خود نگر بی انجمن نیست

Love does not acquire insight without company, and without company, it does not become self-conscious.

بہ بزم ما تجلی ہاست بنگرجہان ناپید و او پیداست بنگر

In our assembly, there are divine manifestations, behold! The world is non-existent and He is existent, behold.

در و دیوار و شہر و کاخ و کو نیستکہ اینجا ہیچکس جز ما و او نیست

Doors and walls, cities, towns and streets are not there, for here there is nothing existent except we and He.

گہی خود را ز ما بیگانہ سازدگہی ما را چو سازی می نوازد

Sometimes He makes Himself a stranger to us; sometimes He plays upon us as upon a musical instrument.

گہی از سنگ تصویرش تراشیمگہی نادیدہ بر وی سجدہ پاشیم

Sometimes we fashion His idol out of stone, sometimes we prostrate before Him without having seen Him.

گہی ہر پردۂ فطرت دریدیمجمال یار بیباکانہ دیدیم

Sometimes we tear every veil of Nature, and boldly see His beautiful face.

چہ سودا در سر این مشت خاکستازین سودا درونش تابناکست

What fancy has this handful of dust? It is due to this fancy that his inner self is illumined.

چہ خوش سودا کہ نالد از فراقشو لیکن ھم ببالد از فراقش

What a nice fancy that he bewails in separation and yet he grows and develops through it.

فراق او چنان صاحب نظر کردکہ شام خویش را بر خود سحر کرد

This separation developed in him such a spiritual insight, that he turned his dusk into a dawn.

خودی را دردمند امتحان ساختغم دیرینہ را عیش جوان ساخت

He made the ego subject to affliction: Thus turned the ancient grief into an ever-living joy.

گہر ہا سلک سلک از چشم تر بردز نخل ماتمی شیرین ثمر برد

He got strings of pearls from the tears of his eyes from the tree of bewailing he got sweet fruit.

خودی را تنگ در آغوش کردنفنا را با بقا ہم دوش کردن

To press the ego tightly to the bosom is to turn death into everlasting life.

محبت در گرہ بستن مقاماتمحبت در گذشتن از نہایات

What is Love? It is to tie all the different stages in a knot. What is Love? It is to pass beyond all goals.

محبت ذوق انجامی نداردطلوع صبح او شامی ندارد

Love does not know of any termination, its dawn has no dusk.

براہش چون خرد پیچ و خمی ہستجہانی در فروغ یکدمی ہست

There are no bends in its way as in that of intellect, in its lustre of a moment, there is a world.

ہزاران عالم افتد در رہ مابپایان کی رسد جولانگہ ما

Thousands of worlds lie along our path, how can our endeavours reach their finale?

مسافر جاودان زی جاودان میرجہانی را کہ پیش آید فراگیر

O traveler I live for ever and die for ever, take hold of the world that comes before you.

بہ بحرش گم شدن انجام ما نیستاگر او را تو در گیری فنا نیست

It is not the goal of our journey to merge ourselves in His Ocean. If you catch hold of Him, it is not fana (extinction).

خودی اندر خودی گنجد محال استخودی را عین خود بودن کمال است

It is impossible for an ego to be absorbed in another ego, for the ego to be itself is its perfection.