He follows me as a gazehound

He follows me as a gazehound
Inside the shrubs and twisted jungles
Here its voice comes as a thunderbolt
A wild cat I tame to be a close friend
Her cheek shines among the dewed shrubs
As a sunlight when inclined at dusk
Behind the hills my heart inclined there
Focusing on a matter still brings up in thoughts
My enemy is a friend when no sin ticks in fault
As a half-hunter can read withou

He follows me as a gazehound