Time: The Absolute Reality And The Conscious Now Poem by Mystic Qalandar

'Time: The Absolute Reality and the Conscious Now'

Today does not walk slowly,
nor arrive late—
all time is Today.Today is the digit One,
source of all numbers;
the point Alif,
essence of every tongue.

This Today does not collide with me—
truth woven into my veins.
I am time itself, not apart from it:
no fleeting moment
that comes or goes.

I am Today—one, complete:
sharp, radiant, ungraspable.
I feel all things at once,
lightning's flash and thunder fused.

Before the eyes,
behind them—silent;
beyond the longing
to be or not to be.

I desire nothing outside myself,
for I am whole, a single reality.

I am the secret
that writes its own name
again and again
on the walls of my chest.

Be still, do not flee—
let this settle into your being.

No more wandering
through past and future cycles:
I open morning's door with trembling hands,
let light flood corners long suppressed.

No pursuit of an end—
where I stand, there it begins.
Time neither leads nor lags;
we meet in a single breath.

I am still, but not frozen;
present—and that is enough.
No proof needed, no testimony.

What I am has known itself;
Today seals its own affirmation.

—January,6,2026