The Traveler and Deer

The voice of wind,.echoes in the mountains.
The traveler was tired.
His arms sored ,and legs were pain.
Where to rest?
He asked Jesus,
And there was no reply.

But only the sound of bugs!
Hummimg around him!

He was thirsty!
Seemed like a stream was nearby.

He searched and found,
A little stream with melted ice.
Flow around.

And a deer was there.
Innocently smelt the fragrance of spring air.

He tried to be very very friendly.
But the little deer was so frightened.
That she hide away from the traveler.

He was heart-broke!
Then dig heart out and said
"If this is what you wish?"

The deer ran away like wind!

And the big trees rumored,
"Her weeping tear was like the dewdrops on leaf!"