Hold your flute to the east wind
and remember who you are
a star rising from the night
bringing the light to a new earth.
Hold your flute to the south wind
and let the equator encircle you
in its embrace of life, playing from roots
of trees into the flight of a hawk.
Hold your flute to the west wind
and play a memory of love.
It will breathe again through the break
in your heart and touch of your hand.
Hold your flute to the north wind
and let the pole play your name
from the top of the world turning
dancing, singing, praying like no other.