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Monsoons
The dawn comes up like thunder
Out of China across the bay

It's amazing how much can happen in one dawn

This isn't safe
If this cockpit springs a leak we'll drown up here!

Hooded clouds, like friars
Tell their beads in drops of rain

I can't see a thing up here
We need to turn back!

Despite bad weather, I twice attempted to get through from Akyab
But without knowing anything about local conditions, or the nature of the monsoon
I decided to turn back

My third attempt will be 'blind' flying at high altitude

For there shall come a mightier blast
There shall be a darker day;
And the stars, from heaven down cast
Like red leaves be swept away!

Still no good!
We can't go through it, we'll have to fly up and over it!
I've never seen anything like it