The Sound of Nothing
(a little nothing, about nothing, by Libre)
The clap of one hand, still makes a small sound,
Try and you'll hear the air whirling around.
A grasshopper fart is quietly passed,
Yet the little gnats laugh, at the thunderous blast.
An owl in search of its unwary prey,
Hears the pulse of a mouse a half mile away.
But in space there's a void, unlike on the ground,
And thus there's no air, to carry a sound.
If you want to know, what silence sounds like,
It might be two asteroids, after they strike.
But the quietest sound, in the universe wide,
Is made by those two, when they fail to collide.