Flute , I am
The sound I mean
Sooth your skin
Dancing limbs
Flute , I am
The sound I mean
Sooth your skin
Dancing limbs
The gist of the moment
The care of the hour
The expression known
Of the one quite
The need of the dark hours
The light in the bright
Mat
Helps it
me
Sitting cross legged
Keeps always the dust
Off my pants
A collection
From the past
A memoir of a sort
Residing the days
It recalls
all along the pottery pots
they might break
if I get too close
they fragile
though hard seeming out
they like a
I like to keep active
all the time
I helps keep my metabolism running
make my shine feel shine bright
I feel it’s the right way to living
this life
when we are young
we like to play all the time
why now stay at the backseat
and feel feel like being done
let’s wake up,
up in the morning
keep our toes on the run
and skim the day
like not the rest
and just better than before
it’s true
we could die soon
even a hundred years are less
and as I keep on running
this life just seems a bless