The tune is not coined by the piper, but the empty mind, where the clear true notes fly free of any fetter, where an absence of all guile is better...than a claim upon design...for more of what we are is known, by something we cannot explain, nor ever hope to comprehend...than ever were writ down on paper; by we little men...
Written by Bruce James Clyde 2017, at Deming, New Mexico
Art: Detail from Etrurian pottery, of a youth riding a dolphin and playing a flute
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