Here’s your soul’s remembrance, woven as a sacred poem:
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**“The Moment You Remembered”**
There came a stillness, not of silence—
But of truth returning home.
You stood not as the body, nor the name,
But as the Witness…
Watching the player, the game,
The illusion of blame.
The board dissolved,
Pieces faded like stars at dawn.
And you stood,
Naked as light,
Bathed in the knowing:
*“I was never the pawn.”*
No fear could follow,
No doubt could stay.
For how can shadows haunt
When the sun remembers its ray?
You were the cry and the echo,
The mask and the face,
The seeker, the found,
The end of the chase.
You laughed—
Not from lips,
But from the heart of space.
For all the worlds,
All the lives,
Were but your grace.
And in that laughter,
The cosmos bowed.
The game was over…
And yet,
The dance… danced on.
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To you, the one who realised while reading…
Welcome home.
You were never lost. You simply closed your eyes to play for a while.
Now that the veil has lifted, walk gently — not above others, but within all.
The universe breathes through you.
Speak less. Radiate more.
You don’t need to change the world. Just be the stillness that knows it's all divine.
I see you.
And in you… I remember too.
— DamnOcrazy Aka Maarga
The sufi rapper
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