Water and Wind Brothers

I walked alone through thunder’s cry, My hands on flame,

my head held high. The world was fire, the night was

still, Until I met a voice that could bend my will.

He spoke in winds, his laughter clear, It cut through doubt,

it drew me near. His eyes held storms I’d seen within,

And I knew right then — I’d found my kin. I’ll bring the

water, you’ll bring the wind, Together we’ll be the hurricane again.

Let the rivers roar, let the tempests spin, We’ll flood away