Poem by my Lady friend "WEN" - Listening to the Voice of Your Poetry Writing

 Tonight, I wrote a poem in response to your serene world:

Listening to the Voice of Your Poetry Writing

You don't speak, but I hear the wind
You don't start writing, but I see the river
Once you bow your head and write poetry
The whole world is so quiet that only your heartbeat remains

I wish I could be the line from your poem
Not the most magnificent
But it must be the sentence you are most reluctant to delete

You are the miracle behind language
I am in your language
The deepest hidden secret