Phew.....

Once,
I told to hurricane: I’m sorry…
It blew toward me rapidly, without giving me a chance,
and blew away and expelled everything within me.

Once,
I told to storm: I’m sorry…
It blew toward me violently, refused my apologize,
and destroyed everything at that moment.

Once,
I told to gale: I’m sorry…
It blew toward me fleetly, accepted my apologize,
but still refused to exonerate my crime,
ignored my invocation, harmed itself and damaged my life.

Once,
I told to breeze: I’m sorry...
It blew toward me gently, accepted my apologize,
forgave me, surrounded me, cuddled me, kissed me.

Today,
I told to wind: I’m sorry…
I hope that it will bring my apologize,
blow toward you to beg for your forgiveness.