Light Beyond Light Poem by Mystic Qalandar

I do not seek a King upon an imagined throne,
nor the Keeper of creation's passing house.
The Essence slips through every form—
beyond being, beyond non-being.

No shrine can hold the Uncontainable
within this heart of flesh.
Every image in the mirror of thought
veils the Face no sight can bear.

He dwells not in creation's scaffold,
nor in illusion's shadow.
Light and shadow fall away together
in His indivisible Unity—
where even direction dissolves.

Yes, I seek the Light—
not bound by space or side,
unnamed, uncircumscribed:
the Light that undoes all likeness,
Light beyond light,
where even "beyond" forgets itself.

I have seen them chase nearness in phantoms,
carving miniatures of the Boundless,
caging the Infinite within their gaze,
and calling limitation "truth."

So I turned from every image,
every mental "He, "
and stepped into the silence that unnames—
toward the One known only in unknowing.

O heart, leave the ego's laughter behind;
its lights are veils disguised as dawn.
You are a bubble upon the river of being—
seemingly apart, yet longing to dissolve
back into the river.

The Divine Decree flows without pause,
awaiting no witness, no name.
It carries seeker and sought away
until only Reality remains—
without beginning, without end,
without likeness to anything the mind can hold.

MyKoul