The trees with tropical summer winds
(Spring having moved along, it’s
Mildness replaced by
Heat’s tumult)
The seasons’ messages derived differently, crossly or with hope
Could it be that the rancor and peace
Can coexist without confrontation
Happening in the great halls, the downtrodden streets,
The people should be heard as
Clearly as the winds spread by
Indifferent trees
On this cool summer day