Oh gale storm

How I feel your wrath,

The wind against my skin

And the rain against my hair!

You pelt me with air and water

While the heart rushes,

While I dare you to do your worst.

Great storm,

Great embodiment of air,

Weather's most fickle child,

I stand before you risen,

Awaken from my sleep,

Feeling your worst at my best.

You roar,

Oh storm,

You roar and I tremble,

But stand still nonetheless;

It's almost at my own request,

That you are merciless as you are

And I the bolder for it.

Oh great air elemental,

Pelt me and pelt me again,

And I shan't give up,

Because you're my inferior in every way.

How you blow,

Oh storm,

Knowing I am your better;

How you tremble,

Oh gale,

knowing you cannot match me in perseverance.

Moan and wail,

Oh tempest,

Your wrath is music to my ears

Your lamentations a sublime nectar.

Water pelts my face

And I know I've won

This little contest of ours.

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