wandering in the woods
lurking in the dark
searching for preys
explotion of rage
feather like image
odorless smell
a skin made of silk
and who also rides the wind
a fortress to hang on
mighty wall to depend
a hurricane
and a great tsunami
tiny thin edges
heavy hands
bloody when used
rages against the wave
it came from a part
whose face is a reflection
lives on air
but this lives on land