Dangerous is wind, soothing can he be
I shouldst speak of thee, vicious, malicious
Thou can mask as a villain, ferocious
But no, thou can't be these who wreaks these deeds
Calm, kind, meek, art thou, I know thee indeed
Sometimes the river, sometimes discourteous
Thy rage seeks honour, dance ye religious
Free is she the wind, he cannot be seen
Show forth thyself true, one without hatred
Wrapped in innocence, displayed in actions
Words cannot suffice, she indeed catered
Ingenuity isn't old fashion
Inscrutable art thou, I speak concerned
Love is mysterious yet champions