A Soundless Song Poem by ROCHISH MON

An unknown bird sings

A soundless song!



Notes were felt, not heard

Though inaudible, it was unfolded-



The song is in various imperceptible scales

With very many indefinable tempos-



Origin of the song has not been found

It must have been there prior to mankind-



Learned and lettered try to grab the song

Alas, they have completely failed

Even for the lay men, the song prevails

Despite they do not have great mind-



Interpretations a lot for the song

Without interpolations, continues, the song-



Surely, it is the only thing

That was not spoiled

After all, ah, we could find

A thing that was unspoiled-



How do we call that song?



Shall we call it as time? ?