Vision Of The Eternal Life Poem by Mystic Qalandar

I see myself
as I love it, in every form and face—
beyond the tongue, beyond the craft of speech,
a quiet flame the heart alone can reach.

Like what lies hidden in the night's deep hold,
the unseen spark within the void's vast cold—
in every atom's turning, breath's release,
the nameless truth that whispers, I am peace.

Through time and space I follow its one thread:
the rose in bloom, the distant star outspread,
in lovers' eyes, the moth before the fire—
the divine mirror of a single desire.

Yet past all time and space, it stands alone,
where every veil is lifted, fully known—
no here, no there, no yesterday, tomorrow,
only the endless Self, in joy and sorrow.

—January,26,2026