A Soliloquy Dialogue Poem by Mystic Qalandar

MyKoul:
O jurist, why seal the lips of song,
and forbid the breath of the flute?
Do you think melody chains the soul,
or is it but a secret trial of the heart?

Inspired Voice:
Those who wander in music's twilight
seek to reveal a clearer path.
Yet if the song is silenced, the soul falters—
is not such bondage itself a death?

MyKoul:
O reed flute, in the fire of love,
should melody's threads be bound in knots?

Inspired Voice:
No—let the song flow free;
let no earthbound law disturb its stream.
A song unshackled measures
the path where truth is found.

MyKoul:
O Lord, when they drink deep of love's wine,
why does the jurist forbid the cup?

Inspired Voice:
The rapture of truth must reach that shore
where ignorance finds no dwelling.

MyKoul:
Yet tell me—can seeker and sought
ever stand as strangers to one another?
They say your face is like this, or like that—
but are you not beyond all likeness?

Inspired Voice:
Yes—I am the One whom no mirror can hold,
whose radiance defies every metaphor.
No tongue can cage my echo;
my resonance rings above all thought.

MyKoul:
The street of lovers is the Kaaba of reality.
Why there do hearts grow pure,
and souls fill with light?

Inspired Voice:
Because when love stands before truth,
the heart gains its perfect hue,
and the soul's lamp is kindled.
The traveller who passes
that luminous gate
meets mercy, meets the promise of guidance.

MyKoul:
O tavern of love's wine,
why is your longing to manifest
deeper than our urge to know the truth?

Inspired Voice:
Love's wine is the road—
there the veils of unknowing tear away.
The wine of God is tasted
only by those who walk
in the sun of truth;
the unknowing remain
forever outside its gates.

—October,10,2025