Bach Partita No.1

The still blue sky

With no clouds passing by

A feather was blown up into the air

And then turned transparent


With a sprouted branch

Listening to the silence

And the echo of the silence

Embrace the restrained consciousness

And the luminescent subconsciousness

The fresh smell of the soil

The withered flower among the flowers


With nothing left behind

With everything left behind

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