Sound is Born

October 23, 2009
In the calm, only one raindrop has fallen
Surges in spreading ripples
The bottom of the well
The freezing wind that rocks
The wind-tossed forest in my heart
If we could have lived as one like that
Everyone would listen for the quiet voice in this wood
And shed tears over the sound.

In this forest the clamor never ends
And with the silence
Please bring back that peaceful time
To my wind-tossed heart
Sound is born
We’re sinking in the sea of sound
Sound is born.

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