The whoosh and swirl of the wind was intoxicating.

I felt I was in it


here atop this turret

this witches hat

this haven from so much below.

Just me the wind here

the road the dogs bark the porch light the walking dark

so far away so

far down


Just me here the wind tossing

my ears capturing my sense closing

the book looking out

to see.

Watch. He commanded his apostles.

Watch. I am commanded by the wind.


the world happens.

there so far below around

out and through.

and here.