i felt my ears ring
as the wind spiralled through them
like a siren sending me a message
from a far off dimension

i felt it beat against my face
with its bitter chill
as i sunk into my coat a little tighter
and i trudged right along

and i found myself
at the top of the hill
looking around as far as the eyes could see
watching all the many places the wind could hit

as it clattered through the dark winter trees
dusted up dirt in the empty fields
sang its little song through the grass blades
where only the crickets and mice could hear

i watched the cool blue waters rippling
across the little ponds...dancing
papers blew from the trash cans
they were set free to explore the world denied them

the people down there...cursed the wind
their coats, their long hair pranced wildly about
as they so carefully tried to make headway
into the crazy outside world

and me, i just stood there on that hill
my arms stretched way out...my eyes closed
feeling it in all its mighty power
welcoming...the wind.