Be my cricket

Silence, be my sound
Be cricket in my stair,
A night near my door.

Be my cricket’s sound
But keep silence slow
Keep a night in death.

Keep its silence on ice.
May ice talk a silence.
Be my silence on tree.

Be silence of a mango
Be its silence in wind,
Fruit fallen on silence

Be a sprout in bricks.
Be  bird that dropped
A silence on its sound.

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