Silence

At a secluded yellow forest      
a tenor in the redwood concert                  
Silence sings the highest notes                  
make needle-like leaves of the giant move                
the scarcely loud voice                  
you wouldn’t hear on earth           
               
Its vast entity's as vivacious as tai chi                     
vibrates the midsummer’s trance              
during slight dalliance                 
I found out the very crucial triviality                  
seems as diminutive as empty                  
                   
Hello Silence            
my beloved friend                  
nice to hear you, feel you            
even though I can’t see you        
love the moment          
having a conversation with you            
                  
I am following the trace of your pace                  
walking on the solitary winding path                  
where the thorny leaves fully pave                  
to taste the every bite of bitter sweetness                  
to find out the hidden secret of life             
                
Oh Silence        
As negligible as a tiny seed                 
I often look up to your glorious face          
bathing in your arms is just I need  
would you let me melt into your grace?    
                  
Hey Silence            
the reality is grievous                
since the lofty redwood  
has been a lot blasted these days            
the historical vicissitudes and fatal variables               
have made it hard to revive his past glories               
              
I used to pass meadows              
to admire his magnificence        
but right now I have only discovered                  
he has gone through the mill      
even though I'm in awe  
of his towering height still                 
His unusual quietness            
just as stifling as death        
                         
Walking on the lonely path         
where September sunbeam  
made dappled patterns              
through the spiky leaves             
along with my skeptical faith                  
I can’t help but wonder                
is it the road I want to take?      
                    
Where is the end I could possibly stop?                  
once I dreamed of being          
as strong as the redwood          
but right now I could only proclaim           
I want to be as vivacious as you, Silence                  
                   
Loud voice with such few words