You Are My Obsession Poem by Mystic Qalandar

I contemplate You,
O Truth of truths,
through the eyes
of Your countless signs.

A sacred fire awakens within me.
It courses through my veins
until my blood itself
becomes remembrance.

It seems
that every artery carries
the invocation of Your Name,
and every heartbeat
echoes Your eternal Yes.

My mind—
that universe of innumerable neurons,
that hidden galaxy
woven from lightning and silence—
turns ceaselessly
toward Your Infinite Presence.

Every pulse
utters Your Name.

Every breath
returns to You.

You are not merely
the object of my longing.

You are
the longing itself.

You are
my holy obsession.

Invisible,
yet more intimate
than my own existence,

You govern every affair
through me.

Majestic beyond measure,
yet infinitely gentle;

Absolute in power,
yet limitless in mercy.

At any instant
You could dissolve me
back into the silence
from which I arose.

Instead,
You love me.

You rewrite me,
line by line,
breath by breath,
moment by moment,

until nothing remains
of the story I called mine,

and only
Your living Scripture
is written
upon the tablet of my being.

This mystery
overwhelms every measure.

You have kindled within me
a fire
no world can extinguish—

a passion
that seeks
nothing
but You.

You are
the Sovereign of my soul.

The Unfathomable.

The Beauty
before which every certainty
falls into reverent silence.

You are
the gravity
drawing every wandering star
of my being
back to its eternal center.

You are
the pulse
within my arteries;

the crimson tide
of life itself;

the hidden depth
beneath all depths.

You are irresistible.

Ravishing.

Ecstasy itself.

Erotic—
not with the hunger of flesh,

but with the irresistible embrace
of the Eternal Spirit,

where the lover,
the Beloved,
and Love itself
are consumed
within a single flame.

You are
the Light
I cannot live without.

You are
the Darkness
I have learned to adore—

the luminous darkness
where every illusion dies,

every false self
falls away,

and Your hidden Light
is finally seen.

You are
the Truth of truths.

My truest Self.

My primordial Origin.

My final Home.

You are
the Revelation.

You are
what is revealed.

You are
the One
who reveals,

and the One
to whom
You reveal Yourself.

You are
the Owner of my life.

The Cause of my life.

The Meaning of my life.

The End
toward which my life
has always been moving.

O my Beloved Essence,

by Your command
I remain

until
the Great Day
of Meeting.

I belong to You—

to You,

only to You.

And when I fall
into prostration,

the one who bows
is no longer I.

Only Your Majesty
remains—

adoring
Your own
Eternal Majesty.