When Dawn Arrives Poem by Mystic Qalandar

When dawn arrives—
not merely birth of light,
but birth of being—
shadows dissolve
into the vastness of awakening.

Rising with the waveforms of breath,
ascending beyond the skin,
returning to the body's core—
radiant
in the dawn that transmutes all.

Through brief nights,
through laughter melting tears,
the soul unfolds in whispers,
drawn toward the flame of unity.

Nights that rest,
days that breathe—
each step a silent invocation,
walking toward the origin,
the primal call of life.

All paths lead to Light;
even darkness
lifts us into the boundless.

Joyful echoes,
soft evenings—
all dissolves, all returns.

The story blends into the Whole:
tales of emergence,
tales of love—
simple, pure—
becoming the vastness,
the Infinite within me.

History awakens,
rising to greet the sun
at the dawn of all days.

Walking to the Beginning,
to the Light—
in my spirals,
in my mornings—
between laughter,
among the stars—
I was never lost,
only drawn inward,
and my light unfolds.

Stories of life
finding their timeless meaning;
stories of rain in morning silence—
rain that blossoms
deep within being.

Tales of night
opening into day—
while I move, I move
toward the Light beyond form;
while all things shift
into radiant story.

Walking to the Beginning,
to the Light—
in my spirals,
in my mornings—
between laughter,
among the stars—
I was never lost,
and my light unfolds.

Stories of life
finding their timeless meaning.

—October 6,2025