Vowed to silence for a day
I walk in morning air and hear
crowing cocks nearer, further
cawing crow who's winging by
twittering birds who seem to speak
for all the pores of earth
that joy to open for the sun
barking dogs nearer, further
thrum of traffic and a world awaking...
And I think that we are made to talk—
that I can keep back angry words
but how to hold delight?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
When we are silent, we are greeted by the beautiful sounds of Nature! Dawn is the best time for a lazy ramble enjoying Nature in its pristine beauty!
Amen—my favorite time of day in warmer weather. Beauty that makes us feel like we could burst— this needs words or some kind of acknowledgement, yes? Good to see your comment, Valsa. Thank you. -Glen