Dense smoke from the chimney
Gushing out with life;
No air can subside it,
No wind can diffuse it;
Wanting to take up challenges
Notwithstanding the barriers ahead.

Trying to fulfill its ambition
Of rising high to be proclaimed
The Angel of Clouds;
Trying to shield itself
From the inevitable wind
Making it fade away.

The diffusing smoke
Surrendering to its destiny,
Fading away till no one to see,
Not a trace of it will remain,
Engulfed by the forces of nature,
Only its memories will remain
With the bird it choked in flight!