In hot or wind missed area,
The visit of magnanimous wind,
Have a plant given back its life,
Struggle it endeavour with single element absent, that wind,
It enlivened amlost dead and let itself feel strong,
Yet it blew for short and left away,
Never did it look back,
A plant droped again but hope remained with its head held high,
A hope to see that wait turn to a reality,
A whisper and existence of it promised to come again in future,
It will come stronger and bigger in size,
Unlike this encounter which was by chance than a plan.
May this wind, immortal blow for long,
Let its spirit undyingly live in many other forms,
Happy ride! the perfect Royal wind.
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