Have you ever felt the mystery
Of the fog, which covered field?
It's like white transparent shield
Of the knight in ancient history.
Have you ever felt the power
Of the storm, which burst the sky?
At this time I want to fly
Under rain as under shower.
And I've never felt like this,
It's a magical emotion,
Feel myself, like drunk of potion
Of the power of the breeze.
It's the way to be immortal,
To become a part of Nature.
It's like fantasy adventure
To the Life through mention portal.
(Прошу заранее прощения за грамматику, писал с листа, не уверен в правильности)
(Sorry for mistakes, it's for mind, not for grammar)