We get mesmerized by the silent spectacle of the setting sun. We are awed by the tranquil radiance of the full moon. We are spellbound as we make our wish whenever the quiet beauty of the falling star appears in the sky.
Before these wonderful things that populate the sky, we stand in silent reverie – smitten, stupefied, fulfilled, happy. Then we wonder:
How could things of such beauty and majesty create no sound?
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