Where You Find Yourself Poem by Mystic Qalandar

Find yourself
where noise dissolves—
where silence parts its lips
to the hidden song within,
and the sky exhales
the breath of boundless things.

There, the wind knows no master,
yet moves in perfect accord
with the Infinite's vast embrace—
a single motion of the unseen.

Seek not yourself
in gods of human hands,
in icons held too close,
nor in halls of summoned souls—
no vessel holds the true flame.

Seek not in dreams that beguile,
nor in the fog of forgetting,
but in the gentle light of waking—
that sacred hour
when the heart recalls its origin.

For the true seeker,
the veil grows thin;
shadows lose their hold,
drawn into the unseen presence
that waits beyond all naming.

There you will find it—
the Self,
without shape or name,
clothed only in the quiet radiance
of knowing without knowing.

And you will see:
the seeker and the sought—
one and the same.
The path, your own reflection.
The destination—
the stillness
from which all motion is born.

—October,18,2025