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The Vanishing 'I': Where Silence Speaks, the Soul Listens, and the Divine Flows

Aug 8, 2025
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By Muhammad Sahil Pathan


The light that bestows this Universe,  

From the time I have immersed,  

Gave a cause to spread this verse,  

I do not possess a body nor the dust of this course...  

  

I do not possess any clothes,  

Nor desire any earthly bungalows.  

Neither the gallows,

Nor fairies can free me from my cause.  

  

All I wish is to be forever in Zero,  

Nor do I desire to become any Hero...  

  

I do not have any age,  

Nor do I want to be caged.  

  

This body is just me passing time,  

When He wills, this will just sublime.  

  

Neither do I own any 2 feet of land,  

Nor do I have a castle so grand.

Neither do I belong to any gender,

Yet to this body, I must surrender.

  

For me, I don’t have friends of pride,  

For Him to stay as my guide,  

So that in the midst of the night when we meet, I don't  hide...  

  

As a seeker of truth, I kept on meeting strangers—  

Black, White, and Grey.  

Tall and small are illusions they see,  

And make themselves their  prey.  

  

Some fight for religion & race,  

It’s such a big disgrace,  

Yet His love still embraces.  

  

Some for creed,  

Drenched in anger, drowned in greed,  

Yet His love is all they need.  

  

Some fight for wealth and many more for power,  

Yet they fail to acknowledge they cannot stop death from devouring...  

  

All they see is so limited,  

But one day, all will be executed  

For what they have committed,  

From which they have been prohibited.  

  

As a wanderer, I saw the beautiful garden, The Eden,  

And the gorgeous flow of Cascade,  

And the dazzling bright Glade,  

The aurora, the zenith, and the horizon kissing the ocean.  

The smell of roses, the butterfly dancing,  

& the fish jumping, raindrops pattering.  

  

The splashing sea &  

The humming bee.  

"All echoes in his veracity,  

All sways in his tranquillity"  

  

It reminds me of heaven,  

A place I knew like Utopia,  

Giving the charming feeling of Euphoria...  

  

As the beacon of life keeps getting weaker,  

The radiance of my face is still growing bigger.  

I started with "I am Sahil"  in school.  

Nothing of this was real, & I found my true self in my endless inner pool,  

  

In my endless inner pool...  


By Muhammad Sahil Pathan


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