بخش 193 - عشق جالینوس برین حیات دنیا بود کی هنر او همینجا بکار می‌آید هنری نورزیده است کی در آن بازار بکار آید آنجا خود را به عوام یکسان می‌بیند

That is even as wise Galen said on account of (his) passion for this world and because of what he desired (in it)—

“I am content that (only) half of my vital spirit should remain, so that I may see the world through the arse of a mule.”

He sees around him cats in troops: his bird has despaired of flying;

Or he has deemed all except this world to be non-existence and has not perceived in non- existence a hidden resurrection.

Like the embryo which (the Divine) Bounty is drawing forth: it is fleeing back towards the belly.

(The Divine) Grace is turning its (the embryo's) face towards the place of exit, (while) it (the embryo) is making its abode in the mother's loins,

Saying, “Oh, I wonder, if I fall outside of this city and (abode of) pleasure, shall I see with my eye this dwelling-place;

Or would there be in that noisome city a door, so that I might gaze into the womb,

Or would there be for me a path, (narrow) as the eye of a needle, so that the womb might become visible to me from outside?”

That embryo, too, is unaware of a world (outside): it is one unfamiliar (therewith), like Galen.

It does not know that the humours which exist (in the womb) are supplied (to it) from the external world,

Even as the four elements in this world obtain a hundred supplies (means of support) from the City beyond space.

If it has found water and seeds in its cage, those have appeared (there) from a Garden and Expanse.

The spirits of the prophets behold the Garden from this cage at the time of their being transported and freed (from the body);

Hence they are free of Galen and the world: they are shining like the moon in the skies.

And if this saying (as related) from Galen is a fiction, then my answer is not for Galen,

(But) this is the answer to the person who said it, for the luminous heart has not been his mate.

The bird, his spirit, became a mouse seeking a hole, when it heard from the cats (the cry), “Halt ye!”

On that account his spirit, mouse-like, deemed its home and abode to be in this world-hole.

In this hole, too, it began to build and acquired a knowledge suitable to the hole;

It chose the trades advantageous to it, which would be of use in this hole.

Inasmuch as it turned its heart away from (relinquished the desire for) going forth, the way of deliverance from the body was barred.

If the spider had the nature of the ‘Anqá, how should it have reared a tent (made) of some gossamer?

The cat has put its claws into the cage: the name of its claws is pain and delirium and gripes.

The cat is Death, and its claws are disease: it is striking at the bird and its plumage.

He (the sick man) darts (like the bird) from corner to corner towards the remedy. Death is like the cadi, and the disease is the witness.

This witness comes (to you), like the cadi's footman (officer), who summons you to the place of judgment.

You, in flight (from your doom), beg him (to grant you) a respite: if he consent, it is granted; otherwise, he says, “Arise (and go with me).”

The seeking of a respite consists in remedies and cures, that you may patch (thereby) the tattered cloak, the body.

At last, one morning, he comes angrily, saying, “How long will the respite be? Now, prithee, be ashamed!”

O envious man, ask your pardon of the King ere such a day as that arrives.

And he who rides his horse into the darkness and altogether removes his heart from the Light

Is fleeing from the witness and his purpose; for that witness is calling him to judgement.