The way of the wind (A dog's series #28)(#753) / Wolran Kim
My persona, Toby
is just like a balloon bulky with my vitality
On a rear-car in a corner of an alley on a fair day
Hydrogen balloon filled with colorful air tied upon my wrist
With a fanfare, with colored papers, with gorgeous ribbons
Onlookers shout for joy
Forbearing his dream of flying to the sky
The lightest vapor in the world
Such as a wind-ball
When I blow the steam of my breath to his face
Toby trying to catch the wind
Toby knows how eye contact with wind
Toby smells the fragrance of flowers from the border land
His eyes follow the wind's path in a backyard
He might really know journey of wind
Toby
Someday he will follow that wind