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.