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The Morning Glory (Instrumental)
–from the Shi King (Book of Odes) compiled by Confucius (circa 500 BC). Translation by Helen Waddell

The morning glory climbs above my head,
Pale flowers of white and purple, blue and red.
I am disquieted.

Down in the withered grasses something stirred;
I thought it was his footfall that I heard.
Then a grasshopper chirred.

I climbed the hill just as the new moon showed,
I saw him coming on the southern road.
My heart lays down its load.

By Jeff Johnson & Sandy Simpson

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