Flute Speaks!

Where blows the wind what song does it sing,can you hear when it speaks the story it tells of ancient days?
Can you answer with your flute the loneliness of which it tells,the hurt the pain grandmother felt when it whispered through the trees?
Have you heard it tell of desert lands covered by the shifting sands,of the peoples blood that soaked away within them?
See the shadows made as the winds blow their message,of other days and other ways both joys and sadness.
Four winds carrying prayers since the long and long ago,from a time so distant only we can know.
Sunrise to sunset across my homelands,I can hear them speaking their song stays in my head.
I too add my prayers in hopes they will be heard,by my great Creator for everyone I love!
granny!