2-16 The Wind Returns To The House of September

the wind rages,
outside and in,
but he is my constant
companion, and I,
am not afraid of him,
in the house of September,
where we meet again,
the wind rages outside and in,
constant, I feel him, and I
am not afraid for I know
him, the wind, raging,
outside and in,
the house of September,
where we meet again,
my old friend, my love,
the wind, the rage,
the companion,
I know him,
and I
am not-
afraid.