Ode to the Tibetan Flute

A music pouring down from your hole
Merges one ocean with thousand rivers,
Million forms with the formless.
This sublime, wailing sound,
Wafted thru me like a perfume from tree branch
Like delicious food I just had with a friend
Like sea wave
it shoved me into the shore of eternity
and I lost my way to my home and I loved it.
Like the soul of a wandering wind
it ignites longing.