Outside my bedroom window,
alluring noises beckon to me.
The wind howls.
The wolves howl.
The whistles howl.
They echo and linger,
these elements of wildness and freedom.

Laughter and yelling dispelling the silent air.
Wind whimpering from branch to branch.
Skateboards rustling down my street.
Wolves whining with wilted frames.
Owls hooting nature warnings.
Whistles piping from foggy trains.
Engines hot and roaring,
tearing through the heat of asphalt cities.

Forcing me outside-
inch by inch,
sound by sound.

Pulling me towards the world:
Curiosity calling.
Wind, wolves, whistles.
Sirens, sounds, surrounding.