Flute Nakai
Your notes seduce my soul primeval
from its hibernating place.
The music speaks a hallowed talk
to once attendant ears.
In sweeter voice than human throat
you sing me of my dreams
where Gentle Savage leaps and fights
and prays to all the gods.
A warrior prince I was that time
but where I don't recall,
and yet, within your fluting tones,
I am transported there.
So breathe, Nakai, your Spirit Life
into the Soul of Flute
so I may give my thirsting Heart
from Springs of Truth a drink
and frolic as the woodland fawn
in primal majesty.
I'll lay my tired and searching Soul
upon Celestial Leaves
as music of the Flute Nakai
sings lullaby to me.
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