Poem 1: A person like the wind
is in a helpless world
wants to be a person like the wind
regardless of birth
without looking at complicated eyes
just like the wind
blowing without trace
floating freely. Enjoy
the years are clear and fragrant
the world of mortals is clear and shallow
I only want to be a person like the wind
I will watch the flowers in spring
I will send my enthusiasm to cool in summer
I must have
unlovable times
it gets cold in autumn
it snows in winter
and my four seasons
only wish.
you can remember it
you don't care
my coldness
you hate it
you can do it unintentionally
I don't care about my birthright
I just want to be
a person with the same wind
blowing naturally. Poem No Trace
2: Scenery
Night
Waves
A boat
A landscape
Surging waves
The sound of babbling
fills my ears in the depths of a heavy night
When the morning star rises
.
The wind can talk
It blows microwave waves
Fish, don't be afraid
I just want to talk to you.
The wind can talk.
It brings the afterglow.
Don't be afraid of the light rain.
I just want to talk to you.
The wind can talk.
This is a dream.
On that day, I heard him babbling
that the wind was a mute
holding up your long hair gently
but you didn't know
that he wanted to talk to you
that the wind was a mute
that took you away carelessly. Embroidered handkerchief
but you didn't know
.
with you, there is a home!
Poetry 4: Thinking of the wind
Thinking of you like this
Thinking of the clouds in your dust
The flashing of light
The meditation of mountains
The throbbing of water
Just like the wind
It started
and stopped
Poetry 4 about the wind.