North, take the East meet West. South help North to bring West to East. Southeast, do not take the West from the East. Lord, would you like the East with the West?
I'm waiting for you, even though the wood has become ash. Even though I am now dust. Though I'm mocked at the distance between you. And now it's time for you.
"You idiot, you love the West?" Asked the North
"What's wrong?" I asked
"Why are you? Let the east love the West. "Answer South
"West is mine, you wind stupid just die" Southeast Shame
"Let East love what he has chosen. You must defend what is worth keeping. Let them reproach you. Now you just have to prove it, my friend "Southern Kata
True Southern words, I must love what I have chosen. And now all I have to do in loving is to keep waiting. Waiting for this time quickly passed. In order for me to be in a time where I can meet you. Blow from Australia to Asia. I hope time be kind to me.

July, the month where the lonely will rush home from this self. Blow from Australia to Asia. Meet you, let go of all the longing. Never again will I walk desolate, because you will be there to accompany. I'll be there, in a minute.
When I was about to say goodbye to Southeast, North and South. Not to mention I approached them, I also heard them talking seriously to each other. I listen to their conversations from afar. Things that make my heart reluctant to improve.
"I was passing through the archipelago, what a beautiful place it is. You know? "Asked North to the South
"Yes, of course I know. Yesterday I passed the place. I see many humans in cone hats bending in fields. They are planting rice plants. "Said the South
"Planting rice? This July month is not it? Is not East going to Asia? To that place. What if East gets there. He will make a long drought in the archipelago. What is the fate of the rice planted by the hatred humans? They will surely fail to harvest because of this long drought. "Southeast said
"But what can I do? It's Eastern duty to go to Asia and make drought in the archipelago. "Answer South
"But it's also true the word Southeast. If the East blows to Asia he will make a long drought around the archipelago. I'm sure the humans in that conical hat will be sad, I'm sure of that. "Said the North
"Is not that right? I have a heart. So I talk like that "Southeast word
I can only be silent with my text. Pretending not to hear even though I know, I heard everything in detail. From start to finish. From full to exhausted. Then what should I do now? Being a demon for the humans? Being a bastard is detrimental to millions of rice crops? Or I'm a help angel. Who understands and feels that he is something that is harmful. So they moved away from that place?
I must control my ego. Though wishing I could meet the West in July. Now I'm really in the distance. My longing is winning, menemimu lost.
Indian Ocean, the chasm between you and me. Strict unlimited barrier. Separating me and the West in two Continents. My mind wandered over.
Just as the sun is above the heads of humans. Where the sun is in its spirit burning itself. I also greeted the Sun.
"Hey, can I ask for your help?" I asked
"Who? Me? "Surprised the Sun
"Yes, you are. I need to. "I said
"Please" replied the Sun
"Have you ever seen the West wind in Asia? I'm sure you can see Asia up there. I hope if it's afternoon in Asia you can see the situation. "I said
"Oh, sure, man, I see it often. I think he's okay. You need not worry. "Answer the Sun
"Thank you Sun, you make this heart a little relief." I replied
"Yes, of course, I hope so. Hey, it's already August. You did not blow to Asia? Is not that your duty and should be implemented? "Asked the Sun
"Yes you're right. I really want to go to Asia to meet the West. However, I can not bear to see the area that I will stop being drought because of me "I replied
"Everyone has their time. Everything is neatly arranged. Rainy season, transition season or dry season. Every human must be willing to change the region. Inevitably "Said the Sun
What's more? After longing now the problem arises again. What should I do? Going to Asia and seeing the humans in a conical hat grieved by the drought? Or see the children thirsty because the spring water is drying up?
"You have to go, East. You can not go on like this. Your job is to make the area dry. You can not name your pity on this kind of problem. "Said the South
"But last month I heard you saying that the cone-hooded men were planting rice for human food. If I blow over and bring my fire, what will happen to them? "I said
"I'm sorry if you heard my word last month, East. That's just my opinion. You do not get too mixed up. Do not because of me, you do not do your job. And you also can not meet the West "Southeast remorse regretted
"It's true Southeast. You go blow to Asia. Do not get your regrets at the end, man. "The South said
"Do not hypocrite yourself. I know you really want to meet the West. Go away, I'm fine. Fix your stupidity and go to the West. "Said Southeast
"I thought about it" I said
Afternoon in Australia, the body is still far in the eyelids. Being hit by a nuisance behavior that is nowhere to fly. Until his face hangs right in front of my cornea. His pulse to the touch of my veins. What is this? I need a pskiater now.
The sky is up, the sun packs up for one night. Changed the schedule with the moon for evening light. With his backpack, the sun waves and laughs slyly at me.
"I must go first, you take good care of yourself." Said the Sun
"Yes, you are. Take good care of yourself too. See you in the morning. "
I do not think there is an orange seromantis color. All you can poeticize is the beautiful color. Yes, like poetry. Cintapun sometimes exaggerated to reach its climax.
My mind is digging for you. This longing is already unbearable. Looks like I did have to go there. I can not wait long.
Night, where all the memories are poured. Where the longest occupy the most intense peaks in the dark night. At that time the sickle was hanging with its light. Alone, like me. Making this long is getting bigger and getting farther and farther.
"Hey guys, are not you lonely up there?" I asked
"Of course I am lonely. I need it "Said Sabit
'Who?' I asked again
"Sun" Said Sabit
"Do you like the Sun?" I asked
"He has enlightened me every night. The light that makes me look beautiful. If there is not him, I'm just dark. He willingly menyinariku every night. Who does not fall in love like that? "Said Sabit
"Yes, I understand. Then tell me if you love him. It could be your fame too, is not it? Why not just try it "I say
"I want to say it. But I'm self-conscious. He is very far away, difficult to embrace. Which may be that far can unite. It is possible that what is created to be united can in fact be united. Will not be able to "Said the Crescent
"I'm sure I can unite with the West, even if we are far away." I said
"Are you sure? Conscious and wake up, you are different. You can not deflect a righteous destiny. "Said Sabit
"At least I tried, not like you." I said irritably
"Business? What have you gotten for your love? Wait? Stupid. I'm waiting for the Sun, but I do not want to drown in this waiting and do not want to further dream. "Said Sabit
I left, annoyed me with her. My soul will not be broken only because of it. My spirit will not fade. And now I will not delay my encounter again.
I went blowing to Asia. Pass through the steppes and the vast savannas, bringing a hot dry breeze. Being a demon for human beings. Go away from Australia.
I have arrived. The drought I have made here. But, where is the West? I looked it up. Keep looking for it. But there is none. What is this? Where are you?
"He's gone" said Crow
"Go away?" I asked
"You're looking for the West is not it? He has gone blowing from Asia to Australia.
Waiting for her lover who never came. He just plucked love, "said Crow
"Why did he leave?" I asked again
"Yes, of course, that's his job. He has brought water vapor to rain.
Rainy season. He went through the Indies and the Pacific. Go away from you, "he said
I die. My body shivered with my own malignancy. I want to be lost. I was stupid to postpone this meeting. Waiting and hoping to unite in opposite natures. Trying to deflect the righteous destiny that God has made.
What kind of story is this? My waiting is like an endless stupidity. I want to burn the rain. Get up East, right Sabit. As deep as the love of the moon in the sun, the universe will not condone.
