Story

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.

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Published by mikepowernyc

Musician and writer. New album "Observations" available now.

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