In the womb of silence,
ere sound drew breath,
an ancient whisper ascended—
eternal, uncaused—rising
from the abyssal depths of the soul.
Nameless, formless,
the flame was kindled—
no mere song, but the Call
of the Eternal Sovereign.
Here, the sanctity of letters dissolves,
meaning unfolds
across unveiled celestial realms.
This is no transient melody—
it is the pulse of the cosmos itself,
the interlace of light and void,
transfiguring inner fire
into argent flame.
It is recognition beyond selfhood,
a voyage past all knowledge,
the visionary's piercing gaze
shattering the mask of form.
Sound now bears
the soul's sacred vessel,
conveying deep yearning
toward the unseen domain,
where eternal Light
radiates—from forever to forever.
This summons calls those who hear
with the eye of the heart,
who descend beyond time's wind,
touching the veiled secret—
the flame enfolded within flame.
This chant is the codex
of inner mysteries,
tales hidden beneath
the veil of words,
secrets entwined
within the breath of time,
binding stars to atoms,
atoms to the Absolute Whole.
Here, divine knowledge dances
upon destiny's solemn melodies,
far beyond reason's reach.
It is the praise reverberating
through all creation,
where sanctity and annihilation entwine,
boundaries dissolve to light,
and Unity stirs from ancient slumber.
Here, the One and the many
converge in a silent, unparalleled song.
To sing this hymn is to dissolve,
to lay down the burden of separation,
to awaken into boundless vastness,
to merge into the Absolute Light
that causes even silence to sing.
A prayer devoid of words,
a fire without smoke,
the living secret
of the eternal melody—
shining from forever to forever—
the flame within the flame.
— October,23,2025
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem