The Hidden Stream Known Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Roots sink into earth,
sunlight hums through waking leaves —
warmth fills the silence.

Beneath the wide sky,
breath joins the whispering stream —
source pulses within.

Grains of gentle sand
carry songs from ancient seas —
the earth echoes voice.

Feet pressed to soft soil,
quiet stars flicker in me —
threads bind me to source.

One drop hums the sea,
vastness carried in its heart —
always I return.

Wind threads through branches,
singing stillness behind sound —
the hidden stream known.

—September 24,2025