The Secret Poem by Mystic Qalandar

The Secret

I know the secret—
give up all other secrets.

There is no need
for anyone, anywhere on Earth,
to search for Truth
beyond this universe.

Look—
the Sun is running its course,
never stopping,
never weary of its light.

It shines
and illumines the Earth
wherever the Earth
turns toward it.

And still it moves,
faithful to its path,
without a pause.

Look—
morning has come.

What more will you speak of,
mystics and lovers,
you singing insects
hidden among the grass?

The morning breeze is cool and fresh.
The Earth is wet with dew.
And the last light of the stars
smiles quietly
upon some other part of the world.

Soon,
all of us will awaken—
from sleep,
from death,
from the long dream
we have mistaken for life.

And perhaps then
we shall understand:

the Truth was never far away.

It was shining before us,
moving through us,
waking within us—

while we,
who would not let one another live,
were busy searching
for a secret
that was never hidden.

—MyKoul