Rain Upon Shadow Desert

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