In the Theatre of Silence,
Heard I the music of silence
Resonating and resounding,
In The Theatre of Silence
The music of silence,
The hills shining blue
In the sunshine,
The rivulet flowing down
In between the hills,
The landscapes spread over
And solitary
And a silence prevailing upon
Strangely,
Away from human haunt
And habitation.
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