Quails honk at sunrise,

stop honking, honk some more.

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All sounds we hear

come and go.

All sounds ever heard

or to be heard

form a  storehouse of sound

and temporary silence.

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Then, what is not all-sound and all-silence?

The source of all sound and soundlessness is the without-sound,

the beyond-sound.

Nameless, ultimate stillness, ultimate silence.

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How to stop listening to and listening for?

How to stop hearing this, not hearing that,

and hearing and not hearing all?