Eid Mubarak Under War Clouds Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Eid Mubarak to all who welcome the crescent's promise—
whether it graces your sky tomorrow or the day after.
May this sacred dawn fold your heart in stillness,
fill your home with a quiet grace,
and weave through your days a thread of renewed hope.

And for those who wake not to celebration,
but to the ache of absence and the weight of war—
to hands reaching for light in an endless night,
to voices carried away by distance and dust—
you are seen. You are held. You are not alone.

May peace find you soon.
May safety return like a tide to every wounded shore.
And may every soul—broken or blessed—
feel the embrace of this day.

Eid Mubarak to the world:
to the joyful and the grieving,
to the free and the waiting.
May this blessing reach where prayers go,
and may mercy, vast and gentle, cover us all.

—MyKoul