The Silence At Sunrise Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Above me,
clouds drift silently
through boundless blue—
translucent veils
between seen and unseen.

Around me,
heavenly peace descends,
gentle, still,
broken only by birds
whose songs seem flown
straight from Paradise.

I stand in wonder
as earth wakes from darkness,
the world emerging
new in light.

In this unfolding hush,
a silent joy stirs—
the quiet miracle
of a world reborn.

O beauty of sunrise!
It thrills my soul,
illumines my being
with tender radiance—
a love that asks no words,
needs no voice,
and simply is.

— MyKoul