An old silent pond— A frog jumps into the pond, Splash! Silence again. Whispers of nature, Timeless breath beneath the trees, Stillness sings to me. A summer river being crossed— how pleasing with sandals in hand! Whispers of nature, Timeless breath beneath the trees, Stillness sings to me. Don’t worry, spiders, I keep house casually. So much depends on tiny things and fleeting time— a breeze, a frog, rain. Whispers of nature, Timeless breath beneath the trees, Stillness sings to me.
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