The Prince of the East Wind

The bringer of rain...... The bringer of typhoon........ Eastern moon........... Arriving soon.............. The lover of symbols and numbers Gold too.............. Awaking the Princess' slumbers A rondezvous................ For, the Prince of the East The great wind to blow The power inside........ The heart glow,,,,,,,,,,, is no trick.............. To the Princess of Magic The driving wind and rain, is not the same.......... As the love for all things in name The magic flame The spark Hidden in the dark Now revealed to all To be seen soon In the great hall A silken crown, bejewelled in gems the colour of sky Emerald and rubies too Eastern Wind sigh The Prince flew, towards the West, before the sun went down The journey was long, for the Kingdom lay very far into the East With a shower of wind and rain, he sped across the plain Hearing the call, of the Princess of Magic To arrive at the Great Hall East Wind Prince carried, jewels of every hue......... Silks and cloth too For, the Princess of Magic The girl to who he was to be married............ A wedding ring So beautiful, you could hear it sing Borne aloft by an Eastern Wind Eastern land......... Far beyond Samarkand passed desert land Eastern wind Wind and rain to be felt and seen, in the land of intense green