Towards The Joyful Wind

Books are a treasury of knowledge

She knows well

Holding them tightly to her heart

She feels the utmost joy

Exploring the content of books

She leaves for an imaginary place

Adventure books are her interest

She stands on the edge of the mountain

The story is about a windy day

She is enjoying the wind blow

It's not only wind, fierce storms aside

She stands like a pole in the chaos

The wind is both joyful and scary

She embraces both emotions equally

The sea looks wild with high tides

She is brave nothing scares

Facing the joyful wind

Her dress and hair fly like a mast

Looked like a mighty warrior

She has books, not a knife in her hand.