Play around me those instruments
in tunes that break the hardened
rocks of a giant mountain
Play aloud on wave strings
from one turbulent ocean of might
Hear not me that music
but I hear a song of a bamboo
flute from a friendly hill afar
and its tune melts my heart
and the same song, a new dawn
borrowed for its day to play
around when the clouds of thunder
and lightening faded
from its burden of sorrows...
April 28,2009
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It is true and pleasant to hear a flute in a place where you hear only loud trumpets 10..