…already knows

All is dust, forgotten
and you are wandering aimlessly
through the endless expanse of waiting
always keeping to yourself
behind walls of complex making

always a new disguise
that has a purpose you cannot tell
that speaks to you of emptiness
of voids within the heart
in a place of silence
you will discover instead
an echo from times long past
it will come to you on the wind

its irresistible ebb and flow
unfurled into today
fragile connections
unfinished dreams
that draw you into love again
here, in this unlikely place

longing will surrender to fullness
rushing in like the tide
tumbling in the like first light of day
returning in the moonlight
and in the sounds of spring

here will be peace and stillness
in this place, here is your purpose
the mystery of this simple moment
the weavings of the ages
and in this will be the sure reflection
then you will remember
what the heart already knows
© Ann Bagnall
2013