Silence Poem by KunJung Hsiao

The breeze of the forest,
the breathing of creatures,
the moving of the stars
harmonize in silence.

When dewdrops slide to leaves,
cubs sit beside their mom,
winds sing a lullaby,
and the world dreams of peace.

Every sound is an echo of time,
every sound has a special past,
every sound is so unique,
every sound melts in silence.

I've no prejudice,
while learn to listen,
I can feel others,
and play consonance.

At the moment,
on the moon night,
in the cabin of the deep mountain,
I hear a song of silence.