On The Wings Of Eternity Poem by Mystic Qalandar

I am in flight
on the wings of eternity.
My chest cradles
that ancient light—
born from the mists of nothingness,
poured into the candle of being.

Woven from its rays
is a cloak—
soft,
infinitely delicate,
so radiant even celestial beings
would pale before its glow.

Within me echoes
a sweet melody—
it stirs,
placing a silent smile
upon my lips.
From my heart's depths
flows divine knowing,
a river of wisdom
raining upon my soul
like hidden pearls—
only by His grace.

He shaped my spirit
with threads of thought,
and willed my tongue
to speak
of what binds eternity's secrets—
whose roots drink
from His endless source.

Now, the storms within
are stilled.
The melody of His silence
spills its nectar
into my soul…
forever.

MyKoul