I wander in silent river

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The cry of cicadas deepens the silence-yet echoes like a sizzling choir.
This is not silence in stillness, but silence carried by sound.
The phrase seeps into the rocks-melts the soul into nature.
This track is a poetic experiment where haiku and misheard sounds overlap.
SHI-ZU-KA-SA-YA, I-WA-NI-SHI-MI-I-RU, SE-MI-NO-KO-E
A shimmered shore, an inward simmer, scissors in the choir.
It asks: what is stillness, if it sings through semi-soy fever?
The haiku's echo holds another meaning-sweet, seared, and shimmering.