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A song is a song is a song

Until it is sung

Until it seeps into the deepest stratum of

Someone else’s song:

Thus you sing the song of earth and of moon

Thus you sing the song of rain and of crimson hibiscus

Thus you sing the song of an unnamed nugget lost in a mighty river

I am a nugget

I was born in an exploding sun

I carry the story of an eternal universe

I tumble down the stream

I pass through bare cliffs and dark canyons

I come down to the grassy meadow

As I touched the heart of a tiny blue flower

I see a lonely gazelle staring

I carry the story of an eternal universe

I tell my story to the tiny flower of the grass

A song is a song is a song until it is sung

I sing my song to the gazelle

Who you are

Gazelle or the flower