Lt. Sulu, light and merry

went out to fly the ship one day

he felt the wind race close beside him

he heard it whisper, "Follow this way."

The North, the South, the East and Western

the Up, the Down, the Skew, the Crane

winds to him alone they whispered

to seek immortal Aiolos' reign.

And so possessed, Sulu took over

the Enterprise without a thought

He flew them all to wind swept planet

where dust storms howled against the rock.

Aiolos fascinated by cer new power

to call through distances in space

entertained with feasts and showered

gifts uncountably rich in grace.

The captain, annoyed to have his pilot

used and forced against his will

asked Aiolos to release Sulu

lost within the wind's words still.

Aiolos said "He's not unwilling-

my power does not work that way.

My song is only heard by those who

listen and love its disarray

of air in movement, ever rushing

howling, moaning, whistling, grey

My song of wind was only meant to

give him shelter from breaking clay.

For he remembers-

bodies falling into fire

cords of life snapping away

jumping to a drilling platform

parachute failing to splay

failing engines, failing systems

falling into atmosphere

Commander's face and deathly orders

he couldn't leave so vowed to steer

the Silver Lady, beloved starship

out of the sea, above the clouds

his friends, his comrades, his family

away from Federation shrouds

The wind immortal, without substance

cannot be broken, bowed or bent

the wind made from the engine's thrusters

he thought that moment heaven sent

only to find that to his horror

it cost the life of his captain.

I apologize to all for bringing

you against your desire and will

In the future, I will take caution

to sing my song with better skill

For your pilot, for his story,

for his love of wind's strange song

I will give a gift unrivaled:

five bags of wind to take along

In one, East-Western winds for sailing

upon, through land and sea on ship

In two, North-Southern winds for flying

above your Earth and down to it

In three, Up-Downward winds for dreaming

of peaceful lands and better times

In four, the Skew Wind for containing

crisis with a calm of mind

The last, Crane Wind is for his spirit

that his love may never die

though life may fade, love is the extra

gift which keeps him through the tide."