The Flow Of Oneness Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Rivers wander in divine yearning,
scented with thirst for the unseen sea—
each drop a seeker, yet not apart,
forever in remembrance.

All that exists—
seen or unseen, living or still—
praises and glorifies God
in its own hidden way.

Nothing in creation is silent
in His remembrance;
only humankind may fail to hear
the language of that praise.

This is the tide of Unity's song:
every wave returning
to the heart of the One.

Along life's meandering path,
cedars and chinārs stand as prophets;
in their tranquil shade,
time folds into eternal peace.

Each leaf recites the cosmos' rosary,
each branch hums a silent hymn;
the inward light discloses
its vow to Nature's soul.

The spirit's thirst dissolves
within these flowing veins of love;
weary hearts find rest
in the sanctuary of Oneness.

The first gleam of annihilation—
the soft echo of Being—
turns radiant as essential Light.

The shawl of Oneness spreads wide:
where beginning and end embrace,
where the circle completes itself.

From self to the Beloved,
the journey is but a breath, a dawn;
within the witnessing heart,
the secret of Being perfects its glow.

In the hushed wind,
the mystery of Oneness whispers;
through unveiled light,
the heart awakes to divine brilliance.

Now, in the gathering of Oneness,
no otherness remains—
only the Eternal Voice resounds:
Am I not your Lord?

—October 17,2025