Nary a sound do I make Gliding, creeping through the air Parting each molecule with gentle care Each movement with care do I take
Silently the stillness lies Darkness all about Grateful there's nobody to give a shout Not even the babe in the cradle cries
Total quiet is what silence feeds on Quite the opposite of deafening loudness The sound of jackhammers and honking horns all around us Which noise thirstily and eagerly feeds upon
Silence, pure unadulterated silence Where even a simple pin drop can be heard Thankfully, not even a single sound from a bird A massaging and relaxing ambiance
Shhh, I put my fingers to my lips Quiet, utter quiet This deep silence is so perfect It'll last till the small hand on my watch engages, then moves