Cancer 13. Wind blowing through an old Pan’s pipe.
TITLE: AWARENESS OF THE RICHNESS OF MESSAGES FOUND EVERYWHERE
The wind has found that by shifting, songs are created. It is playing with a pipe which a satyr dropped as he was chasing some nymphs. The wind tosses the pipe into the air and then flows through it, inventing patterns as it goes, until it finds one it especially likes, an entrancing, unpredictable tune that suits its spirit.
Far below a girl who is passing listens to the wind’s song. She hums along with it, and above her the wind hears an echo to its tune.
Sometimes at night the song returns to her, and as she sings it to herself, falling asleep, the wind coming to listen outside her window, proud and smiling.