Voiceful sea

If a deep silence comes into my heart
then I do not listen to the people’s talks.
I need the words of the huge wise sea
which is full of other various voices.

I listen to the voice of water.
I listen to the voice of stones.
I listen to the voice of clouds.

Clouds swim in the sea too.

I touch the sky by the water.
I take a cloud in my hand.
So I understand again
that all can become a reality in an unexpected way.