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Gods of Winds

Aeolus God and Ruler of the Wind
Summoned Aura and surveying her grinned

Then proceeded to whisper in her ear
Brought shocked expression, a falling tear

"Please do not pursue the Aurai nymphs"
Whose replicas were on all column plinths

Aeolus struck his staff on marble floor
Ordering her acquiescence through the door

Notus the Southern and Zephyrus West Wind
Both held aloft the reasoning gold string

A murmur bubbled up across the room
As Borus held Aura in a swoon

His chilly North Wind and wintry embrace
Soon revived Aura to her lifelike grace

Urged "Go to your nymphs, divine Aura breeze"
"It is useless to argue or make pleas"

Doe-eyed she surveyed all attendants there
No others showed concern she was aware

Except the Winds who were her only friends
Ominous forebodings brought dire portends

For he who sought them to trap and entice
The Aurai nymphs debt was to be paid thrice

Aura took herself away from there
Praying for insight as she plaited her hair

The sad nymphs found her, as they often did
As one tidied her plaits and then redid

They all knew perceptibly the dire news
That Aeolus wished their powers to use

Aura decided without any doubt
His wicked order she would therefore flout

So then with her nymphs she fled the King's Realm
Each with saddened hearts to overwhelm

For sometimes you may feel them touch your cheek
Or in their terror rise to wail and shriek

So with Aura they curled, swirled and whirled
To try seek refuge in the human world


Dated: 12/13/14

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