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The wind blows through the ocean between waves and the sky
Through the islands where dragon of Komodo lives it will fly
Wild tiger the soul of India it will pass by
While arctic wind with it is on collision course if they meet they’ll form hurricane with an eye

Arctic wind has story of its own
All the way from where polar bear rules it has flown
Where aurora borealis shines and it has grown
Coming from place when nights lasting half a year are known

It gain strength in Scandinavian ocean above whales
It gentled by Baltic as it moved ship with sails
It whispered land and sea tales
But as it moved towards Russia its fury once again would tip the scales

As it moved past the Russian onion shaped domes
Through where saiga antelope roams
Past Northern Indian catacombs 
It meets up with southern wind right above yoga practitioners’ homes

The hurricane formed will go through desert of Arabia
With even more fury then it had at Scandinavia
Living behind Asia
Turning gentle again by the Nile and pyramids last wonder of ancient era

Then across Atlantic Ocean it will soar
After it comes ashore 
Ending up before American Congress’s front door
But as it flies west it will continue to roar

Through Appalachian Mountains badlands and sea of Kansas grass
As it flies through Grant Canyon it will make a fuss
After the canyon it will surpass 
It will end up in south western desert its last stop on this landmass

There it loses all its power and furious tone
All day in the desert sun scorched every stone
Now surreally beautiful sunset above cactuses has grown
The eerie violet hue of clouds moving gently not with fury of cyclone

But desert extremely thirsty is
And if wind would bring rain it would be bliss
As gentle and slow dreamy sunset is
Equally suddenly scary lightning crosses the sky carried by remaining breeze

But it is all in vane
Heavy cloud but no rain
The true magic is there but still great pain
The eerie violet sunset is beautiful beyond all abstract but it can’t yield rain

The day turns to night
In the desert stars shine incredibly bright
To the eye it is delight
But lack of moisture kills desert’s soul and it is sad sight

Finally in echoes beyond echoes of continuity
Perfection of Great Eye is the key
As California condor spreads its wings with majesty
Welcoming divine life giving rain that in this second coming down will be
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