You Are The One Within Me Poem by Mystic Qalandar

You are the One—
O radiant presence,
O sun of unforeseen nights,
O light that blooms
in the deep before its hour.

You descend from the primordial hush
into the lucid pool within,
where dream and waking
flow into one another.

When the gloom of moonless nights
presses upon my chest,
and even breath strays into shadow,
you—subtle, soundless wave—
seep into the heart of darkness,
like an unseen melody
wandering the deserts of silence.
No clamor, no trace—
only a tremor:
that someone has always been here.

You become a song without string,
a music unplayed yet undeniable,
resonating beyond time and space—
as though, in the vast still void,
a sound converses
with its own center of being.

With you, galaxies
begin their slow swirl within me;
every particle bows in your nearness,
forgetting its own bounds.
Light itself changes meaning—
no longer mere brightness,
but the splendor of perception.

And when I descend
into the eternal depths of being,
where language dissolves
and silence becomes prayer,
I find—
you are there too,
a subtle, imperishable flame
burning beyond the sphere of existence,
known only in the stillness of awareness.

You are the One—
in the beginning, in the end,
in the gentleness of each breath,
in the smile of every particle.
I do not seek you—
for you have always been within me.

—october,11,2o25