#epnona

where others struggle all my life is joy

I rarely need or want for anything

I know what skills what wisdom to employ

a train of blessing always follows me

so though I fail to try I do not fail

I know I have become sincere and free

and yet my song is dissonant and pale

tall pine trees fill the border of the page

and clouds spell out the lines the clef the key

the wind has held this song for age on age

and yet no man has caught the melody

despite our record I can’t help but try