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 shadows wander the death-scape 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
Always has been, is, and always will be
 
From your own heart strings
A song of life everlasting
Arising despite all evidence
And you may be surprised to find it is you –
The Self of All – shining at the center of the storm -
A harpist in the wind

- Anonymous