Primordial Hush Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Moonlight stirs the primordial hush.
In the dream's untouched center,
your presence breathes—
a thread woven through the fabric of forever.

A voice moves through the vast unspoken—
yours, yet born of the deep.
In the moment it becomes flame,
identity falls into one pure burning.

Longing dissolves into subtle fragrance,
a silent flow where existence turns
and knows itself—
a scent steeped in the memory of oneness.

Your visage glimmers on creation's edge,
a joy shining through immense silence;
laughter shimmers like light on still water,
where all knowing dissolves into clarity.

When dawn spills through the opened flower,
your nearness breathes in every petal—
rays are syllables of a long recall,
moments, homes returning to their source.

The river's skin—a tapestry of likeness;
each drop unfurls into measureless script,
ripples spelling the one undivided word.

Your shadow walks with me as silence,
filling the hollows with gentle radiance.
Absence is no void, but a patient glow.

Beyond the weave of being and becoming,
past names and the dissolving walls of time,
your love waits—
wordless, centerless, everywhere—
the stillness dreaming its own divinity.

—November,2,2025