The Breathless Flute
The Breathless Flute The song of love Now silent. The flute, an empty reed. Without your breath, No music, No melody of Love. Dear Friend, you are essential. Without you, The symphony, incomplete. Take this hollow reed, my friend. Now blow with passion’s strength. Life is calling forth your song. Surrender breath. Take up the reed. Let Love, your breath, employ. Your song fills God With joy. Sign in to see full entry.