The Flute Player

His flute played a melody
Poetry floating in the air
Words written to the wind
Soothing minds
Stilling dreams

His music caught the sunset
Glittering in the moonlight
Notes painted in the sky
And the wonders of his music
Reaching the heart of the soul

Softly trilled his tones
Gossamer sounds of darkness
Ballads of the nightwind
An assurance
For all

* Dedicated to Ray Thomas, flute player extraordinaire and founding member of The Moody Blues

* © 2009 Richard Zuijderduijn & Yvonne Forsling

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