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