Flute

I don't want to be a 'good man'

I don't need it!

I don't want to be a 'model citizen'

I don't need it!

I don't want to be admired

Why do I need this?!

I want to be a flute.

Carved from the oldest oak

And play through me

The breath of nature;

The winds are Wild,

The tones are Perfect,

The song is Profound.

Why do I need to be a 'good man'

When I can see that

All a flower needs to bloom

Is the earth below

The sun above

And be nourished by water?

Why do I need to be a 'model citizen'

When only greatness is born

When a flower blooms?

Why do I need to be admired

When I'm in awe

Of the animating force within me

That plays the tune of my life

And I see it played back to me all around me?

~ Taoist Way of Life

Author: Luis De Florio