When Winds Come Convened

Oh how the winds convene,

Oh how zephyrs come

Oh how the gales blow

Oh how breezes hum

For they were convenient

Good for all to blow

For they sought to assemble

They desired to flow

Up through stars skyly

Between branches burdened

among streams briskly

the clouds they beckoned

Vented wound around

drafts drift slightly

squalls sung surround

tempests tug tightly

Note Boreas east zephs

At Aeolus beck enthralled

Never bagged, will inspire

the stillest heart hauled

Oh how the winds came

Oh how zephyrs vented

Oh how gales exclaim

songs breezed haunted

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