The Wind is up

and her voice big. She sweeps

and dips, grabbing and forcing flee–

her humor boundless as her movements.

She carries tale from far, far away,

distance being her spirit flying,

and your ears are the intended settling place

for the riches of that unique story.

However we have cuffed our own ears after

having them cuffed,

we need remind them gently,

open,

yes, open–

gifts are coming and

we must prepare.