A Sound called Silence...

An ancient pond.... It is not an ordinary poetry. It is very pictorial. Just visualize:

"An ancient pond. A frog jumps in....Plop "

You almost see the ancient pond! You almost hear the frog, the sound of its jump: Plop.

And then everything is silent. The ancient pond is there, the frog has jumped in, the sound of his jumping in has created more silence than before. Visualize it. Close your eyes. See the ancient pond. See the frog. See it jumping in. See the ripples on the water. Hear the sound. And hear the silence that follows.

And suddenly you become aware of the miracle that sound is deepening the silence. The silence is more than it was before.

An excerpt from http://www.osho.com/magazine/objartgall/ObjectArt.cfm