Music And Poetry—ancient Falcon Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Music and poetry—ancient falcons,
wings drenched in starlight,
soaring before mountains found a voice,
before rivers remembered their names.

They ride unseen currents,
the hush between thought and dream,
where every beginning folds into its end,
and the cosmos exhales
its hidden hymn.

No wall can hold them,
no border can fix their flight.

They pass through deserts, oceans, forests—
memory, longing, forgotten words—
awakening us
to the threads we share.

Each note stirs the breath of the infinite,
each line works the loom unseen—
we are fibers woven
into the fabric of Being.

They touch the oldest stone,
the eternal flame,
the secret chambers of the heart,
leaving a soft tremor—
Oneness was never lost—

Music and poetry—
beyond sight, beyond mind—
falcons of pure light,
bearing the soul
into undivided presence,
returning on starlit wings.

—September 16,2025