Everything we know comes to an end.
Death comes for the wind or a dear friend.
Where does the wind begin or where does it go?
Much like our spirit within, I simply don’t know.
It is true a certain book does give my spirit hope.
The book tells where I’m going and I’m no dope.
Wind is caused by air going from high pressure to low.
You can learn this from the Internet so you know.
Friction from the ground slows the wind down.
The wind also helps move excess heat around.
This still doesn’t explain where it goes in the end.
I can’t see the wind yet I still believe my friend.
Everything we know comes to an end.
Death comes for the wind or a dear friend.
Where does the wind begin or where does it go?
Much like our spirit within, I simply don’t know.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem