Aeolus

Storming through rough waters

I float by the waves

Augmenting the fires

I bring the rains

I enclose around you

Drown out every other sound

I Give melody to the chimes

To the skies I am bound

I Bend the trees

I rustle the leaves

Wanderer of great distances

A tourist and visitor of great places

I bring the grey clouds

Raging thunder and blinding lightning

I bring the clear skies

Touch the sky with feet on the ground

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