Hear her as she
unfolds her wings
and calmly takes
her entire family
with given instructions
to meet their pleas
that make them
please.
Invisible she remains
but never lacks the
fame with her
simply spelled
name loaded with
energy for tragedy.
She knows the atmospheric
pressure differences are
tonic for her performances
so she welcomes them as
her best friends
to the very end.
Can you hear her?
she is the wind who is
making mortals' head spin
because she is out to win
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem