Harpist in the wind

To whom do we turn when darkness falls?
When the raging gale slices and cuts
When the earth is riven and water spoilt
When the once evergreen is burned and barren
And cold shadows wander in silence
 
Listen long and deep in the dark watches of the night
Listen for a hint of sound, the silvery melody of the illumined way
And soon you will hear - faint and wavering at first – an ethereal theme
Spinning light out of darkness, order from chaos, life from death
And whispering, always was, is, and always will be - now
 
From your own heart strings
A song of life and a love everlasting
Arising despite all sense evidence to the contrary
And you may be surprised to find, finally, it is you –
The Self of All – shining at the center of the storm
A harpist in the wind

- Anonymous