it is as calm
as the absence of the wind
in the middle of the night
without the cricket's noise
bothering your thoughts
playing with your mind
it is as loud as a
roaring thunder in the sky
in a typhoon infested land
where trees will bend
where floods will flow
without being tired
the waves of the ocean
the turns of the tides
is like the pages of our life
it is all just a wave
flowing roughly and
flowing calmly at times...
the sound of the waves in reality is the sound of our lives...
