Chrome of silence

Like a tiny window gazed,
the sea and the wind blew forth...
I slept and didn't stop walking...
to fathom and kiss the old oak
Like silence met drops of sound
Like waves long to meet the last
May this groom of rain for nest
Be a thin spread of dews on grass
Soft is the melting of hard.
And moist after whispering of deep
What have you listened my friend!
How you heart coloured with the mist
Where did you go to greet ancient breeze
A deep and gentle sound inside
Though the forest were to kill
And dark was there in love
And you saw how the river fills
As breeze flows with parallel doves
Yet you long for the ocean
As you fought with the night
Like time mirror the yellow shadow
And the palace beholds the blue lie
Sky? the moon ever longed for
And now it's the fruit of trees
As time clotted in the womb
While I went swimming in the roots
You searched for dews in yellow light
And brought home back silk of white
I was ever meteoric icy black
As bright as whistle of cold night.