THE TRAVELER
(BY : SOHRAB SEPEHRI (Iran
Translator : Mahshid Shakiba
THE TRAVELER
Translator : Mahshid Shakiba
: How a clean sky!
And the tension of the Estrangement Street carried him.
It was sunset.
The sound of sense of the plants could be heard.
The traveler had came
: I feel depressed!
Strangely my heart is depressed!
At all road long, I was thinking to one thing!
And the color of Hillsides caused I became unconscious.
The lines of the road were hidden in Grief of the fields.
How strange Valleys!
And you remember the horse?
It was white!
And look like one holy word it was Pasturaging the green silence of the Sward.
And then the colored Estrangement of the villages in the road
And then, the tunnels...
I feel depressed!
Strangely my heart is depressed!
And nothing,
Not this good smelling seconds,
That they turn off under the hands of Orange tree,
And not this truth in the speech,
That is in the silence of two petals of wallflower,
No! Nothing can make me free from the rushing of emptiness of the rounds!
The eyes of the traveler turned to the table
! How beauty apples
The life is Emanation of loneliness
And the host asked:
: What means beautiful?
: Beautiful mean explaining the shapes with Love!
And love, its only love that carried me to the width of the sadness of the lives.
Caused being one bird for me be possible!
What about the sadness Catholicon?
Its one Panacea! Its clear sound says this to us!
And now it was night, the lamp was on
And they were drinking tea.
: Why you are depressed! It seem you are lonely!
: And how much it is! ((Yes and so much!))
: I guess you fall in nostalgia for that hided blood vessel of colors! (I feel u wish deeply for painting!)
: Falling in nostalgia means being lover!
And think how much one tiny fish is lonely if it was fallen in the love for the eternity sea!
How a soft sad thought!
And sadness is the hided smiling of one plant! ((In fact sadness is one another shape of smile. but the sadness that they are speaking about is not usual sadness, its one sadness of. Its special feelings that seeing of truth causes it grow to us...))
And sadness is one Pallid hint that Unity of the things is not right! ((He wants say although he is one traveler that search and find the Monism of God in nature but he still didn’t succeed to finish this travel and find what he is searching for))
How plants are lucky that they are lovers for Sunshine.
Although the arch of sunshine is a suite pillow for the pleasant and Frangible sleeping of the water lily
But it is always one space between them!
We should be lovers
Because if we don’t, the Murmur of the Wonderment between two speech will be loose .
And love is a traveling to wafture of the Sanctum of the things.
And love is the sound of distances!
The sound of distances that are Sunken into Fog gage?
No, the sound of distances that is clear as Silver
And with hearing one: No, will be Opaque.
Always, the lover is alone. ((It mean in deepest love too, when we reach to the person or thing that we love, but still we cant do the two things (me and what we love) completely one. its always a distance between us. as two lovers don’t see one dream. In Persian mythology, the first human that God create it, is kioomars, another name of him is gelshah (gel=mud & shah=King: old Iranians thought their old king was Prophet-kings and the name of shah mean for them = so great, in fact Soul
So the right meaning of gelshah = one mix of mud power and soul power. Its so near to Adam story but some little differs, in that mythology, gelshah is not a man. Its one man-woman person. Half man & Half woman that after Ahriman =demon kill him from his body one holy plant grow. Its name is Rivas it’s a real plant not story, when you look to this plant, you see its roots so look like a man and woman that huge each other so next that how much u try u cant separate it. It’s impossible. And from this plant, mashya & mashyane : the first father and mother of humen create. They are so near to Adam and eve!
So demon caused human separate to two person, man and woman. And because that Love between man and woman exist too. In fact that separate is more than woman and man too, its one separate between us and our soul .the person we are and the hidden right person in us that we are searching to find it, its so near to Anima and Animus too as Dr. Karl Gustavo Jung named it.
In these mythology say the root of our sadness is this separate and our hope to return again to that first Union in the world, when our God and we were one too. Although before gelshah we believe we had another life too, its name is alam e zar, (alam = world & zar= gold) it mean golden world. There our souls exist and all of our souls were one, all united and all union with God, Till God thought he want create the life, It was because God wanted see his beautiful face In one mirror. It was creating One mirror, Or a creature that be same as God, God asked all the world who accept this jewel (Soul of God to keep, But each jewel cause so many pains too. some mean this jewel as brain, some as love, anyway it was just the human soul that accepted this soul and jewel and because that human is Minister of God on the earth and mirror of God.
Hafiz our big poet says about this story these poems:
God wanted see himself in the hidden mirror, so he Lodges in the water and mud of the human.
And in another poem
: The sky couldn’t accept what God deposited to the world, because it was so hard to live with that.
In the Ballot my name, the name of the mad me! Was written. ) So because we are still alive its still one distance with our love.
And because that rumi says: Die, Die, Die in this love, because if you die in this love you will give birth again
It’s a symbolic death but a real too, the death of ME or in fact all our hopes to be full of the thing we love. And only this cause the distances don’t be more. ))
And the hand of lover is in the tiny hand of the seconds
And him and the seconds go to another side of the day.
And him and the seconds sleep on the light.
And him and the seconds leave best book of the world into the water ((Maybe he was noticing here to the story of the meeting of shams and rumi , when shams throw all rumi books into the river and said him when u will leave these tumult? Before that Rumi was a man that was so professorial. Spoke so much about things, teach and thought he know so much and really knew so much. He was so famous knower of that time. But Shams wanted say him what is important is not written in no book. And we will reach to it with no of our thoughts. That’s so hidden in our soul and we can reach it just with our heart and love.))
And they clearly know that no fish, ever Unweave the thousand and one Snags of the river ((it want say the truth is more stranger and bigger than each human ever can find all of it. As our old Gnosis say: Truth is look like one broken mirror, every one will find just one pieces of it not the complete truth. But will find his true face in that piece of mirror.))
And in the Midnights they travel with old boat made of Illumination into the waters of Guidance
And they ride till reaching to Epiphany of illumination.
The wind of your speech Transmit everybody through the alley-gardens of the stories
And how a sad new blood moving is In the Veins of its tune!
The courtyard was Luculent.
The wind was blowing.
And the blood of night was moving in silence of two men.
The room is one holy Sanctum for the thoughts.
How much its sides are simple!
- Strangely I feel depressed.
- I have no idea to sleeping!
And sited on the soft bench.
I am still in traveling.
O! The travel! Where are you carrying me?
Where my footprint will be incomplete
And the Shoestrings will be Unlaced with the fingers of relief?
Where is the place of receiving and Spreading One carpet?
And sitting thoughtlessly
And listening to the voice of washing one dish in the next Spout.
And in which spring you will pause?
And the area of the soul will be full of green leaves?
We must drink wine . (( drinking wine in Persian poems in most of times , not all times, mean falling in love . we fall in one true love , it cause biggest change in our soul , but it must be a true one , and it happen so little in human being because the l happen for us most of times is the Me not dying of Me , Me is the selfish child in our soul that just see himself and want all thing for its joys ... because that , our symbolic death in love mean death of Me or selfish child in us . then our happiness will be happiness of the person ot thing we love not happiness of us .
And it cause one big change and move . just love can move us from this situation , when Me die in us , it cause another life in us too , New life , But the new person is one Complete person .))
And when we are young we must walk just a little , just this ! ((till we have power of life we must try to be the person we realy are in depth of our soul and discover and know it .))
Where is the place of life?
Life is the colored Negligence of one second of Eve!
: Notice
The colour yellow mean that it is the traveler man who is speaking *
The colour Green say that it is the Host man who is speaking **
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