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?