Fluter's Music

Fluters Music It was just getting dark when I thought I heard The growling sound of the dark fluter It’s not the music of familiar days But the sound of night That comes in waves The fingers against the window glass And many other fingers up and down the flute of nights flash I closed my eyes and covered my ears But the sound keeps drawing me so near The dark fluter beckons to me And in all my many comforting years The sight and sound is what I have feared It’s ragged it floats and grins and gloats And all the time the melody becomes clear Its time, I must follow the dark fluter to the end of tears.