Upon the Wind

It was a still October night when I was cold and all alone as through the forest of my mind in thought I wandered on my own The moon lay hidden by the clouds that rested heavy on my eyes and as I stumbled through the dark I felt the wind begin to rise I heard my name upon the wind as he was flying through the night he called to me to come to him so he could take me on his flight In soothing tones he spoke to me, his voice sang gentle through my mind and in a flowing melody he spoke of wonders I would find The wind sang out to me that night and with his song I was entranced and it was windward my thoughts turned as in my heart his tempest danced But still my feet stayed on the ground for I was too afraid to fly and as the wind washed over me in mournful howls I heard him cry As indecision split my mind my eyes were stinging with my tears and tenderly with his caress he tried to ease me from my fears Across my face his gentle breath had blown the clouds out of my eyes and then he summoned to the moon who came to light my darkened skies And when the moon had risen high his servants came into my sight these waiting visions that I saw were whispers in the silver light They came to carry me to him who now is waiting there for me they said they'd help me find my way into his arms where I'd fly free They said they wouldn't let me fall, they told me that they understand and so I let them lead the way as I had given them my hand Then I was lifted off the ground and we were soaring through the sky and as I came into his arms he took away my fear to fly Above the earth he carried me and as I watched it spin around from in the heavens I could see all of the wonders to be found I'll fly forever in his arms, among the stars where I will play across the never ending sky, the spinning world so far away Upon the wind you'll hear my song as we are sailing through the sky and joyous is the song I sing as we are scaling ever high I am alive upon the wind, I'm flying in his arms tonight and like an echo I will fade as we are blowing out of sight...... Inspired by Elaine Georges' Tell Me A Story contest