بخش 181 - عزم کردن آن وکیل ازعشق کی رجوع کند به بخارا لاابالی‌وار

Leave the candle of Mary lighted, for that aredent (lover) is going to Bukhara,

Mightily impatient and in the blazing furnace (of love). Go, make a transition to the (story of the) Şadr-i Jahan.

This “Bukhara” is the source if knowledge; therefore every one who has that (knowledge) is a native of “Bukhara.”

In the presence of a Shaykh you are in “Bukhara”: see that you do not look on “Bukhara” as lowly.

Save with lowliness (shown by you), its difficult ebb and flow will not give (you) entrance into the “Bukhara” of his heart.

Oh, happy he whose carnal soul is abased! Alas for that one whose recalcitrance destroys (him)!

Separation from the Şadr-i Jahan had shattered (the Wakil’s) foundations to pieces in his soul.

He said, “I will rise up and go back thither: if I have become an infidel, I will believe once more.

I will go back thither and fall before him-before its (Bukhara’s) kindly-thinking Şadr (Prince)

I will say, ‘I throw myself before thee: revive (me) or cut off my head, like a sheep!

‘Tis better to be slain and dead before thee, O Moon, that to be the king of the living in another place.

I have put it to the test more than a thousand times: I don not deem my life sweet without thee.

Sing to me, O object of my desire, the melody of resurrection! Kneel, O my she-camel! The joy is complete.

O earth, swallow my tears- surely they are enough. Drink, O my soul, a draught that is now pure!

Thou hast returned to us, O my festival! Welcome! How goodly is the refreshment thou hast brought, O Zephyr!’” He said, “Farewell, my friends: I have set out towards the Şadr who commands and is obeyed.

Moment by moment I am being roasted in the flames. (of separation from him): I will go thither, come what may!

Although he is making his heart like a hard rock (against me), my soul is bound for Bukhara.

It is the abode of my Friend and the city of my King: in the lover’s eyes this is (the meaning of) love of one’s native land.”