I cannot believe that one day it will fall silent
And the thoughts that travel from here to there
So quickly
Will stop
But the bell vibrates
Long after we are gone
Even if only the elephant can hear the song
With its giant ears
I will sing to the elephants
And hope they are still here
And the mist that falls on morning ponds
Rising
Sky clearing
Takes everything else
For I don’t want to be buried
Dark and grave
With no thoughts to hear me
Nor things to create
