14 Wind Song

Cottas and fugues and rapturous symphonies composed on the great hearts of nature, the accompaniment of light. When that light is filled with the obsession to watch with clear eyes the miracle of young love, and to listen with keen ears to its song in the wind.

And so our story winsong, starring Rhonda Flemming. Closer when viewed from the perspective of a hilltop, as problems become simpler when scanned from the pinnacle of a heart. Love knows its own way, unleashed it needs no guide.

Its path lies straight and unerrant if we but have the courage to find. Down this path walks the figure of a lovely girl, Anne Mason, for footsteps at times hesitant, for Anne Mason must reach a decision, A choice in the songs of the wind, the songs that fill her ears with conflicting melody,

until their ascending discord becomes almost an obsession. In my life I've loved the wind, the sound of it, the feel of it on my face, cold and biting, or hot with a faint fragrance of other lands in its sting.

I've often sat on a hill and looked out towards the far horizon and wondered about the world They be on it. It always seemed to me it must be a better world than my own.

Drag home to office life. I lived in a small town. Bordered with my older sister, Dottie and her husband Bob. Life and conversation went about the same every day. I knew when I opened the door at night how they'd greet me.

And if I was late, I knew what Bob would be saying to Dottie. Hey, Dottie, when do we eat? We gotta wait for Anne, Bob. What's the matter with her? She knows it's Friday and Ed'll be here, Pudgy, soon. I like to get to the dance early. I don't like to sit down without her, Bob. Well, just because she's your