بخش 51 - قصهٔ صوفی کی در میان گلستان سر به زانو مراقب بود یارانش گفتند سر برآور تفرج کن بر گلستان و ریاحین و مرغان و آثار رحمةالله تعالی

In the orchard a certain Súfí laid his face in Súfí fashion upon his knee for the sake of (mystical) revelation;

Then he sank deep down into himself. An impertinent fellow was annoyed by his semblance of slumber.

“Why,” said he, “dost thou sleep? Nay, look at the vines, behold these trees and marks (of Divine mercy) and green plants.

Hearken to the command of God, for He hath said, ‘Look ye’: turn thy face towards these marks of (Divine) mercy.”

He replied, “O man of vanity, its marks are (within) the heart: that (which is) without is only the marks of the marks.”

The (real) orchards and verdure are in the very essence of the soul: the reflexion thereof upon (that which is) without is as (the reflexion) in running water.

In the water there is (only) the phantom (reflected image) of the orchard, which quivers on account of the subtle quality of the water.

The (real) orchards and fruits are within the heart: the reflexion of their beauty is (falling) upon this water and earth (the external world).

If it were not the reflexion of that delectable cypress, then God would not have called it the abode of deception.

This deception is (consists in) that: i.e. this phantom (the external world) exists (derives its existence) from the reflexion of the heart and spirit of the (holy) men.

All the deceived ones come to (gaze on) this reflexion in the opinion that this is the place of Paradise.

They are fleeing from the origins of the orchards; they are making merry over a phantom.

When their heedless sleep comes to an end, they see truly— but what use is that sight (to them)?

Then in the graveyard arises uproar and lament: on account of this mistake (they cry) “alas” till the Resurrection.

Oh, happy he that died before death, i.e. he got scent of (became acquainted with) the origin of this vineyard.