Poem By ChoitalykRuman
There is no mountain to climb, for no distance separates you from the Beloved.
The summit you search for is already your breath,
and the horizon bends within your heart.
There is no river to cross, for the source and the ocean are one.
The current that carries you is your own soul,
flowing without shore, without beginning, without end.
There is no chain to shatter, no cage to escape,
for the prison was only a thought.
You are the sky—unbound, limitless, eternal—
and even the clouds drift by in your vastness.
Do not seek to become, for becoming is a mirage.
Being has already unfolded its rose in you.
Turn your gaze inward, and the world turns with it.
What you long for is already what you are.
The mirror does not need polishing—
it is not dusted with forgetfulness,
it only waits for your eyes to awaken,
to see that the Light has always been shining.
You are enough.
Already vast.
Already free.
The seeker and the sought are one breath,
one heartbeat,
one endless song.
2025 ChoitalykRuman (Ummey R Miah). All rights reserved.
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