The Sound of Silence

It is not silent -
as three children play under the trees,
and the dilapidated chimes still chirp when fed intermittently.
There's a cricket croaking.
The fire trees extinguished.
A pigeon on the roof.
There are these ducks scavenging below the house.
A banana leaf eaten away like caterpillars.
Still there is no silence -
The persistence of the great echo
- disturbs everything even the clucking birds get all jumpy
- moves everything, the albino eagles roaring at a distance.
A buzzing in the air and moaning from what seems to be a dog,
the buzzers scouring the ground.
It is not silent -
but that's no problem.
Here with all the noise
the silence you rarely hear.
The belching horns of the tricycle.