The Most Beautiful Utterance: invitation To The Divine (In The Radiance Of The Qur'an) Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Who has uttered a truth
more luminous than this?
Whose speech descends
as light upon the hearts —
gathering the scattered ones
to the Presence of the Beloved?

It is he
whose tongue flows
with unending remembrance,
like a spring descending
from mountains unseen.
Wherever his feet fall,
the earth remembers —
and the prayer of creation
is renewed beneath his steps.

He calls —
yet even as he calls,
he journeys inward,
toward the qiblah of the heart's rising.

When he speaks,
the winds grow gentle,
and the air is perfumed
with the scent of supplication.
In his voice, there is no force —
only the mercy of love,
turning stone to flowing water.

He acts in goodness,
for goodness breathes through him.
He halts
where silence becomes command;
he bows
where bowing is the grace of the soul.

Then, in the stillness of certainty, he whispers:
I am of those who surrender.
I have dissolved my will
into the Will that governs all things.
I have drowned my self
in the Ocean of His Name.

Now he is the Invitation itself —
each step, a prayer;
each pause, a revelation;
each silence, an echo
of the beginning without beginning.

Among all words,
the most beautiful is that
which calls toward God —
and, as a wave to the sea,
returns to the same eternal shore.

Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji‘un.

— October 28,2025