Dead of Silence

Dead of Silence...
seeing the light of the moon,
no noise to break this barrier,
only the wind brushing against the trees,
pairs of eyes stair in caution, then runs away in the sound of feet stepping of the ground,
suddenly, the sound of gun fire penetrated through,
the smell of gun power filled in with the mixture of clear atmosphere and sweet honey,
today, the predator will not catch his prey,
when it leaves, the dead of silence soon reigns again.