The sound of silence

1

The sound of silence,

Spinning in the spiral of waves.

Far away to the horizon,

In a place yet to be uncovered.

The sound of silence,

Playing the song of emptiness.

No clear essence,

Clocks don’t move in circles,

But walk straight like living beings,

Like a dawn journey towards Nirvana,

Like a child growing old on a certain day.

The sound of silence,

There was silence somewhere.

Not far from the edge of the sky,

Where it converges,

At the end of the straight line of time.

2

When everything converges,

Eternity dissolves,

Only a moment remains.,

Whether in cheerfully or in sorrow,

Whether gone or remaining.

It happens just for a moment,

and disappeared like the waves of the water.

It occurs once more,

Repeating and repeating,

It’s like playing a song of emptiness.

I dance to the rhythm,

Sometimes I’m traumatized by the rhythm of time.

3

I dance, on a steep and rough road.

Gently swaying to the melody,

Rhymes with life.

Hear the Wind Sing, on The Road.

Like an adventure

Using the tips of the toes as a vehicle.

The destination lies on the horizon.

Far beyond what the eye can see,

But it’s closer than you think.

There’s no compass guiding,

Only the melody of a song of emptiness.

4

Who is the composer,

the resonant song of life?

The wind brushes against the leaves,

The stream kisses the shore,

Clouds cry when it rains.

Every melody resonates with a tune,

Transforming into the sound of life.

It becomes the dinner of the soul,

swallowed up when the stomach is hungry.

It turns into a beast,

Biting and destroying the song of life.

5

I forget the meaning,

The will is broken.

With indulgence, anger, and delusion,

Any song becomes meaningless.

When I forget myself,

Dive into the abyss.

Face with the death,

Shattered to pieces.

In the night of life,

I surrender to the devil.

6

The eyelids slowly closed,

But cannot be compelled to sleep.

I’m afraid, I’m desolate.

No god in any imagination.

There was only one light.

It is the light of life’s memories.

is the song of relationships.

is the melody of love.

is the sound of time.

is eye contact with life.

Then fear is meaningless.

When I die and am reborn,

In the melody of emptiness

7

Dawn is born,

Sound of a new day.

Fear is the same thing as courage.

Mistakes are the same way as hope.

Do not fear mistakes,

And dare to have hope,

Because that is the only sound of life.

It is the fate that exists in every identity.

It is the birthday song,

to celebrate life.

No matter what is lost,

The song still resonates,

Until the final note fades away,

Of the song of life.

What remains is only emptiness,

Awaiting discovery once again.