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