It means: Although the breeze does not enter my arms, it passes by me, startling the weeping willows and the birds on the lake. I know its existence and feel particularly beautiful
From "Nine Nethers"
I only wish that the rest of my life will be long. Although the breeze does not enter my arms, it will stir up the branches of thousands of trees and startle the birds in the flat lake. I know that the breeze is there, and everything is fine.