The Symphony of Silence
Verse I
In the hush that holds the sky so high,
A silver hush lets every sorrow fly,
Leaves script the night with a soft, slow glow,
And all the restless hours bow down below.
Verse II
Empty halls breathe out a patient score,
Where footfalls fade and meaning asks for more,
Each pause becomes a viol's quiet plea,
A tender tide that sways the heart like sea.
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