A poem received in a moment of listening
There’s a silence that is golden
That is falling all around
If you listen you can hear it
In the air and through the ground
There’s a peaceful marching power
That is growing ever strong
In the mystery of this instant
You can feel it striding on
It’s the whirling of the rushing wind
The motion of the sea
The coursing of the river
On its way to being free
It’s the galloping of hooves
Upon the gently giving sand
It’s the take off as the hunk of metal
Rises from the land
It’s truth defying form
As density’s released to light
It’s the wings that lift the delicate
Within their dream of flight
It’s the flame that burns within your heart
As you decide to see
That deep within the self you think you know
You’re always free
It waits within my consciousness
I wake to it and breathe
Its choir of perfect harmony
Becomes the heart of me
I rest within the gratitude
Of knowing I am whole
That this fragmented dream
Was over long long long ago
I rest within the beauty
Of the heart no trouble sees
As the darkest pain of suffering
Is all released through me
I rest within the certainty
That I will play my part
On the stage that I’m constructing
With the eyes that see the dark
I rest within the grace
Of myriad subtle energies
That satiate eternally
The ache of human need
I rest within the power
Of the light that is my home
As eternally I’m gentled
And eternally I’m known
Holly Rose Thomas 