Gales are a frenzied species of air
Tracts of sky stampeding across.
They're the hollow bison, hard to lasso.
A weightless bulk hard to toss.
Similiarly spotted, in camouflage
Who crumple the clover only
Are breezes, strays, playful fluff;
The pups of the Wind family.
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I would like to translate this poem
A wonderfully crafted poem.......10+++