How Buhlúl questioned a certain dervish.
Buhlúl said to a certain dervish, “How art thou, O dervish? Inform me.”

According to whose desire the torrents and rivers flow, and the stars move in such wise as he wills;
And Life and Death are his officers, going to and fro according to his desire.
He sends (what entails) condolence wheresoever he will; he bestows (what entails) felicitation wheresoever he will.
The travellers on the Way (go) according to his pleasure; they that have lost the Way (are fallen)
in his snare.

He (Buhlúl) said, “O King, you have spoken truly: it is even so: this is manifest in your (spiritual)
radiance and (glorious) aspect.
You art this and a hundred times as much, O veracious one; but expound this (mystery) and explain it very well,
In such fashion that (both) the virtuous (wise) and the man given to vanity (folly) may assent when it comes to their ears.
Expound it in your discourse in such a way that the understanding of the vulgar may profit thereby.”

So that no guest remains without provisions, (but) each one gets his (proper) nourishment separately:
(Such a speaker is) like the Qur’án which is sevenfold in meaning, and in which there is food for the elect and for the vulgar.
He (the dervish) said, “This at least is evident to the vulgar, that the world is subject to the
command of God.
No leaf drops from a tree without the predestination and ordainment of that Ruler of Fortune.

In (all) the earths and heavens not an atom moves a wing, not a straw turns,
Save by His eternal and effectual command. To expound (this) is impossible, and presumption is not good.
Who may number all the leaves of the trees? How may the Infinite become amenable to speech?

When the predestination of God becomes the pleasure of His servant, he (the servant) becomes
a willing slave to His decree,
Not (because of) tasking himself, and not on account of the (future) reward and recompense;
nay, his nature has become so goodly.
He does not desire his life for himself nor to the end that he may enjoy the life that is found sweet (by others).
Wheresoever the Eternal Command takes its course, living and dying are one to him.

His abandonment of infidelity is also for God's sake, not for fear lest he go into the Fire.
That disposition of his is like this originally: it is not (acquired by) discipline or by his effort and endeavour.
He laughs at the moment when he sees (the Divine) pleasure: to him Destiny is even as sugared sweetmeat.”

Then why should he make entreaty and cry in prayer, “O God, avert this destiny”?
For God's sake his (own) death and the death of his children is to him like sweetmeat in the gullet.
To that loyal one the death-agony of his children is like honeycakes to a destitute old man.
Why, then, should he invoke (God), unless perchance he see the pleasure of the (Divine) Judge in (such) invocation?

He has burned up (consumed away) his own mercifulness at the moment when he has lighted the lamp of love of God.
Love is the Hell-fire of his attributes, and it has burnt up the attributes of self, hair by hair. When did any night-traveller understand this distinction except Daqúqí? (He understood it), so that he sped into this (spiritual) empire.
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