Four Winds Whispering
The air warmed by the earth beneath, rises lowering pressure on the land; the air over the sea remains cool and dense, higher pressure than anything inland. Aura, mountain maiden, warm-soft rippling, you play the crowd, lifting, caressing, then slip away, untouched, as we turn to your dance. Boreas of the Sarmations, Notos of the Nubians, Eurus of the Indians, Zephyrus at the gates of Africa; ancient bones of I2-point wind rose, life-breath of the Gods. With pressure difference high moves to low, sea to land to equalise, creating sea breezes fro sultry summer days and beaches cooler than our inland fields. Capricious summer winds shovel in and out of Bieggolmai's cave, til brightening Argestes, cloud-clearing, cheers sailors, homeward bound. World-wide the winds respond, as sun's rays, direct striking equator's belt with slanted angles glance at polar lands. Now rising equatorial air (low pressure) draws air circulation from colder poles. Feng Po Po riding through the clo