yoonoos peerbocus - Flute's Life

Breath born, breath fed,
At each blow, awakes dead me
In the hollow willow,
With a strong passion's force
To flute out a bird throated

Landscape, aware
The power which takes in and out the air,
With no conscious effort of mine,
Has metamorphosed into me,
Till the tune of my life lasts.

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