Drops of water,
Nothing shatter,
Feeling the matter,
Being a smatter.

Flowers blooming with grass,
Hearing light skirts pass,
No sounds of mass,
Sun and Moon making a cast.

Winter’s snow on the ground,
Summer’s hot feel all around,
Hearing autumn’s leaves sound,
Spring’s flowers peacefully found.

Down the sun goes,
The wind blows,
Down the moon goes,
Stars go low.

Silence in every step,
Seeming like it never left.