I grew up singing Ray Charles and Jimmy Reed.
A craftsman pulled a reed from the reedbed, cut holes in it, and called it a human being. Since then, it's been wailing a tender agony of parting, never mentioning the skill that gave it life as a flute
The green reed which bends in the wind is stronger than the mighty oak which breaks in a storm.
Man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature, but he is a thinking reed.
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