Wind Passing By

Listen to the wind passing by From the alienated side of the world To the world beyond decorated mountains Blowing quietly and peacefully And invigorating like happy rivers in dry season, Thereby pledging allegiance to natural order So, I decided to turn back and follow the wind To find its place of comfort For, if it was not for the good, It wouldn't blow, then, Going back is the only hope, That I will reach the sacred palace Where the wind lays its roots To absorb that peaceful air And find solace in its presence May be one day when I come back, I will be happier, so pleasing And stronger like the wind