Sacred is the silence 

Of the mountains 

Carried by the wind

Helping it descend 

Into the cramped hearts

Within corpulent minds

Sniffing, for a way up

Ladders of ambition

Bringing along noise 

As the wind silently prays

For a chance to audition

Its prized possession

The sacred silence

Divines the inaccessible

Fruits that sages crave

Is right here in our midst

Ears embracing deafness

Cannot hear the hills

Their silence is sacred