A haunting silence spreads


A thousand beautiful sounds in the deep

Lively shouting, crying, whistling, singing

A thousand unique voices we can’t keep

From fading, disappearing, dying,

Now, as a haunting silence spreads

Over all the natural world,

Of the once rich cloth, only threads

Remain, waning away, fumes whirled.


Not sure about the ending, I was hesitation with Remain, withering in fumes whirled but didn’t find it as poetic…

Really interesting article to read by the way, about natural soundscapes that have lost their rich background and still keep on disappearing today, little by little but always faster. Soundscapes that we might never recover, even a little.

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