Our walk to discovery br was blessed, with a br silence wrapped in br music, the songs, br the tunes of birds, and br the rustle of the leaves. br br Looking up we see br motionless, unmoving br small white wispy clouds br tinged orange, brushed br by some unseen artist in the sky, br br A rising filtered sun, br casts soft merging br shadows, and gives br a morning light, that br warms, comforts, settles, br opens, mind and soul br br As we walk a probability, br an expectation for the br unfolding mystery br of dawns first light br comes over us, after all br we are looking for br a very special place. br br We amble, moving slowly, br searching, looking, so we br can discover hidden br places, spaces, answers, br solutions, to the worlds br of mystery in our minds. br br Then the melody stops, br Natures Orchestra quietens. br Now under the lovely painted sky, br the rising warming sun, comes br a hush, a stillness, a Golden Silence, br and a realisation that in our own br true Selves we are truly one.