From out of nowhere comes the sound of silence, filling the air with it's solitude.
Peacefulness settles down upon a dusty mantle, settling in for years.
There's no untoward faithfulness pacing down corridors to prey upon timid souls.
Only the sound of silence enters as a ghost and disappears with the setting of the noon day sun.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem