УЧИТЕЛЯ СКРЫТЫЕ И ЯВНЫЕ: СОМУНДЖУ БАБА И ХАДЖИ БАЙРАМ
Во мне есть «Я», большее, чем я сам.
(Юнус Эмре, турецкий суфий 13 в.)
Не все суфии учат. Никому не известные, рядом с нами живут Мастера, чья задача не включает функции обучения, а потому их истинная суть останется навсегда скрытой.
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Подстрочник 1.
From this realm to the next
I am intoxicated with the love of You.
In Your Divine Presence I have lost myself.
If I could find the essence of You,
Or Lord, what would betide me?
To speak good or keep silence,
To worship You, to uphold obedience to You,
To be guided to the true Path by You,
O Lord, what would betide me?
On the day when the scales are set up,
And I stand at the door of Al-Haqq
Where people are brought to the fire of Love,
O Lord, what would betide me?
Somunсu Baba
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Подстрочник 2.
If you wish to know yourself,
Look for the Soul within your soul.
Abandon your soul and find Him.
Know yourself, just know yourself.
Whoever knows His Actions
also knows His Attributes.
There he perceives His Essence.
Know yourself, just know yourself.
What is seen is your Attribute;
The one who sees is your Essence;
What else do you need to know?
Know yourself, just know yourself.
Who arrives at bewilderment
Is plunged into divine light
And finds Unity of the Essence.
Know yourself, just know yourself.
Bayram knew his own Essence;
There he found the Knower.
The finder became himself.
Know yourself, just know yourself.
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Подстрочник 3.
What has happened to this heart of mine?
It is filled with Your worry and sadness.
My heart has burned, my heart has burned
And has found its cure in that burning.
It burned for the Truth, it burned for the Truth
Was all painted in the color of love;
It found in itself, it found in itself
How nicely my Heart has found its desire.
“My poverty is my pride”-
Did not the Pride of the Universe say?
Know your poverty, know your poverty,
My Heart found what it found in annihilation.
The greatest love, the greatest love
The Greatest Heaven has [happened] to me.
House of the Beloved, House of the Beloved
Is it strange that my Heart has become?
O Bayram, O Bayram, now is the time;
Now is the time to feast with the Friend.
Thanks and praises, thanks and praises
My heart has celebrated with the Beloved.
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Подстрочник 4.
Nobody can draw it,
The bowstring of fortune is tough.
Don’t be enamored of its trouble;
Someday it’ll end in “Alas!”
It plays along and deceives
Due to its sleight of hand.
How can so much mischief
Come together in one place?
Once it turns your face away,
It doesn’t tarry an instant.
It makes feet of so many heads,
Then turns around and makes heads of feet.
It is transient and disloyal;
Do not believe a word it says.
Sometimes it makes the poor wealthy;
Sometimes it makes the wealthy poor.
All scholars are enchanted
By the meaning of this.
Those who rule the world from end to end
Don’t fathom this mystery.
He is One in Unity.
Where’s the distinction of Diversity?
Khidr did not attain this secret,
Nor did he inform Moses of it.
Haji Bayram, poor in spirit,
Don’t be enamored of this world.
It is a great workhouse;
Don’t take on its infatuation.
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Подстрочник 5.
My Lord created a city
Between the two worlds.
If you look, you'll see His face
At the outskirts of that town.
Of a sudden I went to that town
and saw it being built.
I too was built together with it,
Between stone and clay.
Arrows are shot from that city
They come and pierce my breast.
The words of the wise are sold
in that town's marketplace.
Its disciples carve stones
and present them to the Master.
They invoke the Lord's name
At every chip of that stone.
What they call “city” is the Heart;
It is not ignorant, nor does it know.
The blood of lovers flows freely
On the outskirts of that city.
The wise understand these words;
The ignorant don’t know and chide.
Haji Bayram himself sounds
the prayer call from that town's minaret.
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