Inside dis my mind so vague of dreams,I go along d bank following d running water.I see ppl of every kind,some1 more strong,some1 more weak n some1 else,simply lost in a strange noise of infinite silence.I hear d weeping willow speaks under d rain dat withers it with violent falling drops go 2 close d dance of d last swans come back 2 sing.Now,only silence,only d infinite all huged 2 dis immense sky with its grayness dat looks at us n making us unaware of each others.Why don't u hear how much noise there's in d silence?
