when wisdom abandones you
when logic shies away
when words are lost
only you remain
to salvage what is left
from a distant place
that is best forgotten
to replace the strange silence
with music you can understand
pictures of treasure
are not glitters of gold
they are worth a mountain
and cannot be sold
when everything is quiet
peacefulness looks divine
silence is the best kept secret
then creating a deafening sound
so therefore i end this
i have nothing to say
