The Four Winds

Boreas laughs and of his power we will know His breath in anger, a white blanket appears He breathes out the north wind and snow The master of cold and snow it appears Zephyrus the calm one, sprinkles hope from the west The bringer of hope, the father of fruit and of flower From Boreas won Chloris, she loved him the best Unlike his north brother, land didn’t devour. Notus, jealous of the crops Zephyrus brings forth Through summer he rages bringing storm from the south Determined in storms to scorch the lands to the north Flattens crops with hot winds when he opens his mouth But Euros the unlucky one, is he weak is he wild? Different from Zephyrus, Notus and Boreas that blow. From the East, he is either violent or mild. But insignificant it seems to his brothers, we know. But the God of all says he will hold these winds back If not, none would be saved. For come the day he takes his Kingship back The land with false gods will be paved. © 25/12/2014