Sound of a stream, the sound of a river
The only thing that makes you shiver
The sound of applause from a Sakura tree
Makes fun of you and then leaves.

Mother Nature might not be able to speak
Her love for you is always deep
Father Sun shines, and the air that blows
The Moon cries for you because she knows

She always gives, and we always take
We also have to give so that her heart won't break
That's the essence of our existence, a wise man says
Appreciate all the presents
She loves in silence
Close your eyes, barefoot
You just have to listen.

In naked silence, we feel her.
© PoPoetry