What was he doing the great god Pan,
Down in the reeds by the river?
Spreading ruin and scattering ban,
Splashing and paddling with hools of a goat.
and breaking the golden lilies afloat
with a dragon fly on the river.
He tore out the reed, the great god pan,
From the deep cool bed of the river
The limpid water turbidly ran
And the broken lilies a dying lay,
And the dragon fly had fled away,
Ere he brought it out of the river.
He cut it short, did the great god Pan
How tall it stood in the river,
Then drew the pith like the heart of a man,
Steadily from the outer ring
And notched the poor dry empty thing
In holes as he sat by the river.
This is the way, laughed the great god Pan
Laughed while he sate by the river.
the only way since gods began
To make sweet music, they could suceed
Then, dropping his mouth to a hole in the reed,
He blew in power by the river.
Sweet sweet sweet O Pan!
Piercing sweet by the river!
Blinding sweet, O great god Pan!
The sun on the hill forgot to die,
And the lilies revived, and the dragon fly
Came back to dream on the river.
Yet half a beast is the great god Pan,
to laugh as he sits by the river,
making a poet out of a man
The true gods sigh for the cost and pain
For the reed which grows never more again
As a reed with the reeds in the river.
(The reed is never the same again though made by half man half beast){The reed compares with man and the divine music with the divine characteristic of man}[all things bright and beautiful he makes them all he is every where only we have to consciously notice the divinity in every action every deed every way of life]
once the divine music has flown through you there is no looking back you are from the selected lot, may such revelations grow in every one and all collectively evolve.
Down in the reeds by the river?
Spreading ruin and scattering ban,
Splashing and paddling with hools of a goat.
and breaking the golden lilies afloat
with a dragon fly on the river.
He tore out the reed, the great god pan,
From the deep cool bed of the river
The limpid water turbidly ran
And the broken lilies a dying lay,
And the dragon fly had fled away,
Ere he brought it out of the river.
He cut it short, did the great god Pan
How tall it stood in the river,
Then drew the pith like the heart of a man,
Steadily from the outer ring
And notched the poor dry empty thing
In holes as he sat by the river.
This is the way, laughed the great god Pan
Laughed while he sate by the river.
the only way since gods began
To make sweet music, they could suceed
Then, dropping his mouth to a hole in the reed,
He blew in power by the river.
Sweet sweet sweet O Pan!
Piercing sweet by the river!
Blinding sweet, O great god Pan!
The sun on the hill forgot to die,
And the lilies revived, and the dragon fly
Came back to dream on the river.
Yet half a beast is the great god Pan,
to laugh as he sits by the river,
making a poet out of a man
The true gods sigh for the cost and pain
For the reed which grows never more again
As a reed with the reeds in the river.
(The reed is never the same again though made by half man half beast){The reed compares with man and the divine music with the divine characteristic of man}[all things bright and beautiful he makes them all he is every where only we have to consciously notice the divinity in every action every deed every way of life]
once the divine music has flown through you there is no looking back you are from the selected lot, may such revelations grow in every one and all collectively evolve.
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