For Her

Tumbling, toppling, turning I went.

Cheshire Cat whispering in my ear.

Feel that? Those whispers are the ones that you’ll need. Catch their tune before they disappear. Sing their melodies, but quick! Learn to harmonize. Read the notes and recite them from memory. All of them will belong to her soon.

Who is “her”?

Where are the whispers?

They’re gone.

Sing their voices, young one. She will be eager to catch them in her hands.

A dull buzzing in my ears began.

Static against the wind’s purr.

The words began to reform, sentences were strung.

I heard the catching of breath, my breath.

The sharp tones of a minor key.

Here those, young one? Memorize the words. Take in the pitches and repeat them to her. Your song will sing of your alliance.

Who is “her”?

Do not worry. That’s her secret to tell, and I for one would never betray another’s words.