Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me!
A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.
If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me!
If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift!
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The line at the end of the first stanza is wrong. It should read: Driven by invisible blows, the rock will split...
missing text: Driven by invisible blows, The rock will split,