Silence... True silence,
And the song of the crickets,
The whispers of the wind,
The croaking of the toads.
Reality... No illusions,
In the trees, the grass,
And the superstitions,
The legends, that come true.
True friendship, true humanity,
Without the humans.
The fangs of the wolves,
The hoofs of the deer,
Drip with tenderness unknown to humanity.
True love... Without the lovers,
Love of the soil, love of the plants,
Love of the bears, love of the bugs,
True love... My love divided among them all.