Ghazal—the Awakening Poem by Mystic Qalandar

When the lamp of thought is lit, the heart's inner door awakens,
When breath speaks truth in silence, the hidden core awakens.

The self may climb to heaven, enthroned in lofty height—
Yet stumbling to the earth below, its shore awakens.

Even in sleep the Beloved stands, the heart in vigil stays,
Strange is this dream-bound bed from which no more awakens.

What secret speaks without a word, resounding in still air?
The word of truth descends—Socrates once more awakens.

In the dust of passing time, my steed of love lies faint,
At whispered prayers of midnight, roof and door awakens.

Though the night weighs heavy, a single spark endures:
Against the reign of shadows, courage's core awakens.

MyKoul, in love's town, all is but a dream of sleep—
The one who stirs each soul, door by door awakens.