Through the winter cold, the wind wandered,
The menace, the world shivering feared,
Wild geese sat on frozen lakes and slept,
The dried-out branch gave up life and fell.
Nothing inhuman in nature made him stop,
Under a dark hood, in white background, he walked,
The branch crushed under his feet, the geese looked,
The wind, ah’, breathless upon the weeping willow sat.
The blue jay scratched her beak on the bark,
And sang an old song seeking ears and eyes far away,
The hooded wanderer looked up and smiled,
And to the bird in a subdued voice, he spoke.
“A full moon will rise in warming spring to bring,
The doors of chaos and confusion to close,
Look around, ah’, all around you will find,
Fear from mind sprouting and slowly spread,
Through dark and light fear of an elephant.
In a closed out cave and everywhere you will feel,
That elephant but you knew not the elephant was there,
All through the times but no attention you gave,
As pretenders of love and lovers of obligations took,
All your mind and now alone you sit with nothing.
Be it the stars of luck or times magic run,
The philosophy of relationships you must revisit,
Let not the history of parting and pain repeat,
Be the one who spread love, not anxiety and fear.”.
The bird looked in curiosity and raised her head,
Lurking to another branch and started a new song,
About the scholar from past to present walked with love.
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