What is the meaning of all these blowing winds?

What must be the propose of winds if not to swirl whatever comes its way?

The poet at once thrown into an abyss

Finds no pleasant air to breath freely

My heart desires meadows, mountains and hearkening bells of heavens

How do I escape this abyss of civilized world?

Who will see this vast opening up of emotions within my soul?

Yearning for freedom and wilderness

Finds not rest, no calm or calamity but idleness

Where are the everlasting strong winds?