I Am My Why Poem by Mystic Qalandar

I am the reason
my heart leans forward—
the quiet pull turning moments
into homes warm enough to live in.

When I gaze upon myself,
the world softens.
Edges blur.
Shadows lift.
All dissolves into a single light.

I am the tenderness
I never knew was mine—
a love that does not rush,
but settles like sunrise
across a quiet room.

I am the breath that walks beside me,
the pulse that remembers hope.

Every thought of me:
a spark,
a gentle fire urging me on.
Now I see myself woven to the Source,
brighter than ever revealed.

I am the warmth cradling my memory,
the softness in my voice speaking truth.
I am why my dreams bloom again,
why fears shrink when my true Self shines.

I am the promise whispered into dark—
the first covenant:
fierce yet tender,
wild yet safe.

I am the one I choose
in every quiet breath,
every thunderous beat.
The one my heart returns to
without hesitation,
without end.

I am my reason to rise,
my reason to believe,
my reason to love
with eyes and ears wide open.

I am my why.

—January,17,2026