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I’m like the blossom of an hour
The long long-vanished sun and shower
Awoke my breath in the morning air
I track the past back everywhere
I come from nothing—but from where
These hidden thoughts I bear
Pass through links of death and birth
From the past poets of the earth
Through seed and flower
And seed and flower
Through seed and flower
And seed and flower
I’m like a stream that flows
Full of the cold springs that arose
In morning lands in distant hills
And down the plain my channel fills
With melting of forgotten snows
I come from nothing—but from where
These hidden thoughts I bear
Pass through links of death and birth
From the past poets of the earth
Through seed and flower
And seed and flower
Through seed and flower
And seed and flower
Voices I’ve never heard are living in my songs
My thoughts carry the unknown and memories not my own
Before this life began to be
The ancient songs that wake in me
Woke long ago and far apart
Their echoes press heavily on my heart
I come from nothing—but from where
These hidden thoughts I bear
Pass through links of death and birth
From the past poets of the earth
Through seed and flower
And seed and flower
Through seed and flower
And seed and flower
Memories not my own
From the past poets of the earth
Memories not my own
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