The Wind
2022-October
The Wind
Now my life is a sail
Abandoned by delighted wind
Lost my way like in a maze
No light house, no way, time is wasting
Wind roars lazily on perilous sea
It slants on before my eyesight
Hurly burly sea climbs up
Shattered ships hop
May a pregnant dawn burst open again
And barricaded darkness be driven away
Mysterious whirl-wind, be gentle!
Peace be on blue sapphire sea