For the Listen to the Wind Contest of Constance La France/ Sept. 5, 2025
"If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees." - Kahil Gibran Listen to the wind; it has many sounds. Does it roar, rush, gust, swoosh, hum, thump or wail? It can whisper innocently or bay like hounds. If you groan or whine, wind may mimic you, moaning or muttering. It might even howl like a wounded troop that is dying to pass through or like a soul battered by words and deeds most foul. Antagonized too much, a tempest wind can be - swirling violently – almost incessantly. Listen to it; wind can be much like you and me. But just as we can hear the wind, can you believe that maybe – just maybe – the wind has ears as well? What if it knows US? What secrets might it tell? Listen to the wind as it moves through grass and reed. Does it carry secrets in each gentle breeze as it breathes and rustles leaves upon the trees? People like to say that Zephyr whispers. How fitting it would be if secrets wind has heard live always within nature – each and every word!
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