Music Once Again Poem by Shuntaro Tanikawa

One day somewhere
someone played the piano.
From beyond time and space the sound caresses my ears,
even now making the air tremble.

A sweet whispering from far beyond─
I cannot interpret it.
I can only yield myself to it like trees in the grove
that rustle in the wind.

When was the first sound born?
In the midst of the vacuous universe
like a code that someone secretly sent,
and enigmatically….

No geniuses ‘created' music.
They merely closed their ears to meaning
and just listened humbly to silence,
which has existed from time immortal.