The Eternal Now Poem by Mystic Qalandar

No beginning and no end—
only this moment, an eternal shore
where being and nothingness forget their names
and merge into a silent, boundless hush.
Dust whispers to the air,
each particle cradling the echo of forever.

From time's dark womb, the light of self awakens.
The soul dissolves in tender breeze and drifting thought,
mingling with the fragrant breath of earth—
a gentle caress, the start of an endless voyage:
the silent portrait of the word "Be, "
surpassing time and space, rising from the deep.

Not a flame that blazes outward,
but a slow fire smoldering within,
lifting from the quiet of the dust,
shining like an inner sun—
stirring, growing, alive in every pulse.

So gently hold this flowing stream.
Within the dust's deep stillness,
slowly—softly—let yourself dissolve.

Here is the timeless dance—the merging One—
where ending softly bleeds into beginning.
From the marriage of earth and spirit,
a slender ray of light is born—
forever bright within the human soul,
melting, flowing, drawn toward the endless.

—December,2,2025