drum of the drummer boy

let my soul sing the song of love

on the wings of the mighty eagle

let my voice soar high above

let it touch the clouds, let it touch

the stars, let the song sing on and on

let the bells ring, let the voice sing

its song, sing its song, on and on.

by Jean Goldstein, Tao Yin*
--from "In Reverence and Humility"

On the wings of song, I soar above the clouds

And when the air is warm and silent

I flit from flower to flower as I

Ponder my fate

Who is the master of my soul, I ask

The butterfly, am I?

by Jean Goldstein, Tao Yin*
"The Butterfly"