Life Immortal Poem by Mystic Qalandar

No dawn of birth,
No circling night reborn as day,
No dusk of death—
No first intake, no final breath.

A Presence—veiled beyond all veiling,
Unwritten in time, yet ever glimpsed.
A primal utterance—Be! —the still
Source where all sound is freed.

Before echoes stirred to form,
Worlds issued from the timeless Unseen.
A depth unbounded—void bearing the All—
Where Silence gathers into the Call.

From that stillness, archetypes descend,
Unshown, yet shaping the shadowed display.
Realms rise and fade within its Dream—
Reflections on the Face Supreme.

No gain, no loss in this endless tide—
Only the Real, refracted where veils divide.
I fall away in this depth without core:
No 'I' remains, no other at the Door.

The Ruh that kindles every soul
Dwells in the hidden heart of all.
No distance stands between sought and seeker—
No path, no exile, no return.

Not I within the Infinite, nor It in me—
Only the One: the heart of Eternity.

MyKoul