I am a traveler
who is on a journey never ends
I know all the scents
I know all that smells
In the season of the spring
the smells that I bring
make your heart sing
When I blow through the valley
weeds bows and admires me
In return I keep away them
from my dark face of angry
When the mountain and the cloud
quarrels and break away
I bring the cloud to the mound
and he gives her a shoulder to wept.
I am playful as a kid
I am dangerous like a demon
in the lap of nature
i am ineffable and essential.
