The Silence Of The Dawn Of Eternity Poem by Mystic Qalandar

We sit awake
as night yields softly to dawn,
while the world outside still dreams.
Light upon your face makes my soul shine,
a veil of quiet breaths
woven into the fading dark.

No words are needed—
silence speaks its own tongue.
Through the rustle of waking birds,
a shared language flows between us.

Golden rays scatter across your face;
the Eternal Sun's radiance
glimmers in their glow.
I hear a thousand hymns of Truth
echo within my heart,
bridging what has been
with all that is yet to come.

The love of the Divine makes no clamor,
asks for no applause;
it lives in the breath that sustains all life.
A flame of light,
lit from the Covenant of Alast—
Come, let us sit in the Day of Alast,
wrapped in the embrace of silence.

From the dawn of eternity to the dusk of forever,
let us keep this peace—
let it rest in our hearts,
seep into the soul.
Knowing you are here,
carrying songs unspoken—
in the instruments of silence
we light the lamps of serenity.