Hushhh…!

Hark, I hear the sounds of silence

 

The sun doth whisper to me faintly as it moves across the sky,
The moon, standing still, also listening in rapt attention

A solitary snowflake renders a soliloquy,
a flurry breaks into chorus

A conversation among trees I can overhear

Interrupted by the tinkling laughter of a shooting star

Yonder mountains reveal eternal secrets in their sonorous baritone,
amid the impatient tittering of time

The currents, warm and cold, engage each other
in playful camaraderie

Even as the ripples in the pond patiently explain
and expand my understanding of the Universe

The hum of the Source as it breathes life into all things,
the bridge between these interludes

 

Nature’s acoustics, audible in the quietude of the mind