Silent Sound Capsule

Silent Sound Capsule

Inert, like frozen pieces of rock
There sits the shadow of the blithe fox

At the menagerie iced over through time
mantaining a beauty of such subtle divine

Here the fox waits, day after day
Surveying the continuous perpetual ways

Watching the snow fall to the ground
Oh how it sounds, the silent hound

From A end to A end hearing the sound
The white is the green, euphoria is found.[/b]