Eternal Light Beyond The Veil Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Birth: a sunrise, fleeting.
Death: a sunset, shadowed.
But the Sun—dawnless, endless—
knows no setting.

Unseen? Never.
Veiled in majesty, abiding whole.
Night conceals no absence—
only the soul's hidden turn.

Earth spins from the Real, calls it darkness—
an illusion of separation, a dream of cycles.
Light persists, before dawn and after dusk,
undimmed, untouched: One Source, mirror to all.

Tend your ruh, O seeker,
before the horizon closes in fana.
The Light bathes you even now—
though sight falters, and night whispers of eclipse.

Listen: the final Call whispers; it does not roar—
the inevitable decree, from first to last.
Cross the world's veiled wheel:
no prayer reverses it, no healing revises,
no argument disputes—only the Command.

Time bargains with no one, yields to no plea,
bows not to regret.
Eternity consumes the partial.
Claim your haqiqa—
not tomorrow, not after signs,
not when the night lifts—but Now.

—February,2,2026