1. O Lord of a voice forged by sinew
Tied to a leg above which is a foot

2. Hollow, with fingers pressed together
In motionless notes brought to life by melody

3. Divided into four for four
Its parts meld with souls

4. The smallest in hearts is the greatest
From it comes healing and illness

5. When it coos with the flap of its utterance
You'd say a dove answering its kin

6. It has a tongue in the palm of its striker
Speaking for it while it has no mouth