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Listening is my way of talking

to the one that I love.

She keeps talking through winds, clouds, naked branches,

and even with snows and rains!

Then I listen to her

with my palms folded in prayer

with my eyes closed

with my hearts beating

and with all the joys of remembrance of my friends

Ah, the frozen winter lake

becomes the channel of dialogue

between the water down and the sky up

And I know when the spring comes

This lake will be melting and talking to be in The Chorus

Till then my friends

embrace this silence

be in this coldness

Love that is hotter than fire comes!