Wind

The wind comes softly.

Don't break the shutters of the windows.

Don't scatter the papers.

Don't throw down the books on the self.

There look what you did -you threw them all down.

You tore the pages of the books.

You brought rain again.

You're very clever at poking fun at weakling.

Frail crumbling houses, crumbling doors, crumbling rafters, crumbling wood,

Crumbling bodies, crumbling lives, crumbling hearts -

The wind god winnows

And crushed them all

He won't do what you tell him.

So, come let's build strong homes,

Let's joint the doors firmly.

Practise to firm the body.

Make the heart steadfast.

Do this and the wind will be friends with us.

The wind blows out weeks fores.

He makes strong fires roar and flourishes.

His friendship is good.

We praise him every day.