Free From The Chain Of Self Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Free from the chain of self,
in the hush of stillness,
I am shapeless dust—
no form, no trace.

Only the flow of existence remains,
a silent drift within itself—
a nameless elixir poured out,
a shade of dream without color.

No direction, no rest—
slowly dissolving
into the world's eternal echo.

I am the wave
vanished in the sea;
no thought of shore,
no longing.

A dance without destination,
where, in each motion,
beast and revelation meet.

When the lamp dies,
its light wanders on,
seeking its own reflection.

In this trembling refuge,
I desire nothing,
I fear nothing.

I step beyond myself
and rest—
my heart dissolved
into wordless air.

—November,24,2025