The Eternal Song Poem by Mystic Qalandar

I. Silence
Before all things,
the Word was still—
unspoken, yet alive.
An ancient music
woven in the hush of being,
veiled in hidden breath.
It eludes the outer ear,
yet dwells within the heart—
a current older than worlds,
awaiting the soul that listens
with the ear beneath the ear.

II. Awakening
Sound blossoms into color,
color dissolves into hymn.
What the eye perceives as form,
the spirit receives as vibration.
The canvas sings in silence
to the unveiled seer;
stillness shimmers with hidden fire
to the heart attuned to light.
Each breath a new chord,
each glance a kindled spark,
each silence an open threshold
to the Song that never ceases.

III. Cosmic Harmony
Music is the tongue of the unseen,
the brilliance of the invisible drawn near.
It is the pulse of stars,
the secret hum of oceans,
the wingbeat folded in the bird,
the vibration veiled in stone.
All things resound,
all things revolve,
turning within the Circle of Being—
each life a wandering note,
each atom a resonant chord,
all joined in the one vast Song.

IV. Union
O seeker,
open the ears of your heart,
the eyes of your spirit.
Enter the silence;
behold the symphony revealed.
For all that is—
from whisper to thunder,
from shadow to flame—
is but a single tone
of the Cosmic Chord,
the Eternal Song:
the Breath without alpha or omega,
the Light that sings,
the Circle that holds all.

—September 7,2025