Here
Someone who listens to all the voices flowing from somewhere
A sound never heard before
A sound that did not even exist before!
Silently follow all the voices
It flows from the inner side of the cave in his heart
Begins to listen for the delicate sound that trembles thinly
Staying alone, the white mystery created by solitude
The inner listening created by his long time is beautiful!
Even the sun, moon and stars
Both heart and intellect listen to the divine voice
Hear the soundless beyond the sound
The unspoken sound coming from the empty space of silence...
On his chest
A single flower is blooming brightly
The unspoken sound / Prajna Yun
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