Do you hear as I do, br The sound of my unfolding silence br When it gets blended br With the blossoming-sound br Of a million roses in cascading colours br Of a distant Rose Island. br br How often you lend your ears as I do, br To the lingering echo br Of the divine fragrance br Of a copious crop of exclusive sandalwood. br br Do you listen to as I do, br The silent soaking br Of nocturnal vegetations br By the silver beams br Of a full moon. br br Do you hear as I do, br The silent descending br Of the sparkling sound br Of delicate dew-drops br On the greenery of meadows. br br Do you also hear with your broad eyes as I do, br The twinkling din br Of stars and starlets br Jostling for dotted space br On a rustic sky. br br SOUND OF SOLITUDE br br Do you hear as I do, br The sound of my unfolding silence br When it gets blended br With the blossoming-sound br Of a million roses in cascading colours br Of a distant Rose Island. br br How often you lend your ears as I do, br To the lingering echo br Of the divine fragrance br Of a copious crop of exclusive sandalwood. br br Do you listen to as I do, br The silent soaking br Of nocturnal vegetations br By the silver beams br Of a full moon. br br Do you hear as I do, br The silent descending br Of the sparkling sound br Of delicate dew-drops br On the greenery of meadows. br br Do you also hear with your broad eyes as I do, br The twinkling din br Of stars and starlets br Jostling for dotted space br On a rustic sky.br br R.