Now I Belong To No One Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Now I belong to no one.
I am only One's—
Not my own name's,
Nor borrowed titles',
Not this garment of clay,
Not that shadow I mistook
For "myself."

I gazed within,
Saw a face divine—
My true essence revealed,
For "There is nothing like unto Him."
Before, when I looked,
I found a stranger—
A man without tribe,
Heart starved of Truth's knowing.

But when I polished the heart's mirror,
A golden reality gleamed:
In the dawn of creation,
When Alast's covenant was sworn,
I vowed not to walk
The maps humans draw.

My path glows from within—
A flame unborrowed,
Self-kindled,
Not lit from books,
Not taught by the blind.
I am my own shepherd,
Guardian of this lamb—
My soul.
I am both the keeper and the kept.
I follow no one behind,
Yet walk with all
On love's breath.

Those around me say:
"Wear this cloak of propriety.
Speak as we do.
Nod when we nod.
Believe in the dreams."
But I am awake.
I cannot call night day,
Nor name the sun a shadow.
I will not trade truth's wine
For illusion's water.

I have tasted that wine of knowing—
Beyond words.
Now silence speaks through me.
I drowned in a single "I"
And returned,
Losing home, losing self,
To find.

I belong not to earth,
Nor to angels—
But to the Beloved
Who shaped earth and sky,
Whispering:
"You are Mine."

To know is not to fall.
To see is not to stray.
Only this vanishing into One
Is the return
Worth having.

They cannot grasp
The joy of annihilation,
The beauty in burning
Until only
The Friend remains.

So I walk softly,
Lips sealed,
Heart open—
With the One
Who always was.
Though they say I am alone,
How can I be?
Having lost myself,
I found
The Source of all.