The Echo Of Love Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Love—
It is not merely a feeling,
But an eternal echo,
Rising from the silent depths
Of "Alastu bi Rabbikum? "
(Am I not your Lord?)

It is the light of the soul—
Unspoken by tongues,
Yet whispered in stillness.
Unbound by time or space,
Beyond race, beyond color,
Untouched by name or rank—
A pure radiance,
Glowing in every atom,
Hidden in every soul,
A reflection of the Divine.

This love—
Is for Allah,
For His Beauty,
And for every creation
That bears His Light.

I love the breeze
That brushes my skin like a silent prayer,
The bird that sings at dawn,
A hymn of remembrance.
I love the silent stone—
Keeper of ancient prostrations,
And every human—
Kin or stranger,
Virtuous or broken—
For in every heart
Pulses the same Light
That gave me life.

Love—
Prays for the enemy,
Melts even the oppressor's heart.
The true lover
Does not see faces—
Only the glow,
Only the Light.

Love is a petal—
Spreading fragrance,
And even when crushed,
It does not weep.
Love is gentleness,
It is surrender—
The heart bowing
Before the body does.
It is speaking to the Beloved
In sacred silence.

This is the mark of the believer—
As the Quran proclaims:
"And those who believe are strongest
in love for Allah." (2: 165)

The heart awakened by His love
Sees beauty in all things,
Finds His presence in every silence,
And knows—
Love is the only truth
That cannot be denied.

And whoever denies it—
Has yet to discover
Their own soul.