Words & Music by Mike Power

The name of this poem, written by Iku Takenaka (1904-1982), is Story:

Quietly the cloud cast its shadow,
Passing over avenues of trees, over ponds, over fields.
Enduring both joy and sadness, the cloud silently drifted on…

Then, above the sound of a single flute, the cloud stopped,
Seeking the one who played: but there was no one.

And then the cloud began again its long journey
Through the hemisphere of night, not knowing its direction.