M-ake no sound
I-n the midst of silence;
C-omplete tranquility
H-elps the sleeping sense.
E-arnestly make no sound,
L-et the night enjoy its glory;
L-et not noise fill the air,
E-vening second of February.
R-emain quiet under the moon,
A-s serenity has been found;
M-editation will truly work,
O-nce you make no
S-ound.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem