Matters Silent Sound

still, it is a morning.
the forest is silent,
as I wondered into the forest.
I heard the drip, drip, drip
the dripping sound
followed by a sound of silence
a sound of synchronous round
free from asynchronous that bounds the mind.
it is the first note of nature's symphony
in a sound of silence, a primal sound.

the forest breaths in silence, and
is listening the primal sound in silence
the sound in silence that
permeates in silence
in every matter that
sprouts life in silence.

the matter's silent sound
is the sound that beats in every heart
to sprout life.........
a simple secret of matter's sound
making life to go around
no will
no skill
no drill
no mastery
it is a silent artistry, the matters sound
free from mind's shrills.

the silence is the simple secret of life,
a matter's delight.
the forest has seen the light
it is coming alive
with every sound
from a tree top to
the bottom of a meandering stream
roaring to meet the ocean
in a matter of time
to tell the story
of matters silent sound.