But my world fell apart, and all they could do, the whole universe, was to silently move on.

In that silence, I dream to be.

Language of Sound cannot always translate the language of Silence.

My eyes always keep searching,for something inexpressible,above the far away sky. I long to get lost,inside the evening-twilight.Silence always tickles me —in a strange way;I meet “me”in the time between sunset and darkness.