The Song Of 'be! ' Poem by Mystic Qalandar

A soft murmur—
the Song of Kun,
dancing upon silence's veil,
whispering through the wind,
awakening the hearts of trees.

No wire, no drum, no crafted sound—
yet within the pulse of every heart
an unspoken melody is playing.

From His Word—'Kun! ' and it was—
the soul opened its eyes,
and the universe drew its breath.

The question of Alast—
a lighthouse burning bright:
'Am I not your Lord? '
Every heart replied in surrender.

This Song endures,
untouched by hands,
unbroken by time.
It is the soul's first remembrance,
older than the march of days.

Even dust, in its low resonance,
tells of the Light's first breath,
its secret love gleaming
beneath hidden veils.

Every melody, every echo,
is an offering of love to creation—
and every soul bears the covenant.

So raise it high,
beyond the heavens,
as a tune
that can never fade.

For music is the Word itself,
and the Song of Kun
still breathes within us.

—October 3,2025