how! beautiful

Am strolling home,
Home a lone,
On the road, by myself,
Thinking and chatting with myself on the same road,
It’s a quiet neighborhood.
Silence is all over the place.
So silent that I can hear a drop of water drip to the ground,
Listening to the rhythm of my foot stamps on the ground,
How beautiful!
Only if I could touch sound,
So I can feel its texture,
Only I can hear it through my ears,
And feel it to my blood through my veins to my heart.
In the sky high,
I stare at the dark blended colors of the clouds and beautiful stars.
Many stars shine so bright over my head,
Some brighter than others,
As their light fades out the further they drown into the skies.