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