By George Ellisten
All of the secret’s the wind finds out
A silver flute can know;
Joy of water on old mill-wheels,
Flower songs and words that glow.
Silver on silver and weeping sighs
Of the wistful willow trees,
Melodies of the butterflies,
The gaiety of bees.
Wee little songs the heart forgot,
Out of its childhood days,
Youthful songs remembered not
That were learned in happy ways.
Star notes, music of color and dreams
Will whisper out from a flute,
Magic of skies and stars and streams —
It is voice for all that is mute.
Hamilton Daily News (Hamilton, Ohio) Feb 26, 1926