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Wind-water

Old friend of mine

Giver of life

Bringer of death

Strongest might

Meekest strength

Purely pure

Weightless, heavily

Sound of a whistle

Blown to a thud

Splish, splash

Rapids of a wrath

Sky lit up

Flashing, sparkling, spangling

Eyes wide open

Waiting, waiting for time

Time and time again

Through thick and thin

Seasoned wind-water

Ever still my friend.