Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Two brothers sit in a tavern, both of them musicians. One plays a drum, the other a flute.
The first brother explains why his music is important.
“Outside of this tavern there is a world.
In this world lives a people.
Among these people there is injustice.
My drum moves the feet
Of the people who will march and fight,
Raising dreamers into warriors,
To maybe someday change the world.”

The second brother in turn spoke of his own craft.
“Inside this tavern there is a girl.
Inside this girl there is a heart.
Inside this heart there is a sadness.
My flute moves the heart
Too heavy to lift itself,
And for one soul in one moment,
It succeeds in changing the world.

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