hear no names to run

The curtains flapping

By the strong wind

The sky turns dark

The shadow spreads wide

The whirring wind

It never wants to tell

The sound of calling

Hear no names to run

The curtains rising high

Pushing it inwards to fly

The wind keeps on its pressure

Of a time of dark sky

On the porch the cats look

The cats know it is free

Walking through in the wind

Hear no names to run

The house stays quiet

The songs quietly tone down

As the rain falling hard on the ground

The cats hide under the car