Boreas

You trample the harvest soil

but the grain is safe

as your ride carelessly

in your poor temper

 

Eurus

In the high of the year

you cool the burning fields

yet you are still disliked

because of your earlier crimes

 

Notus

You call yourself the calm wind

but your soiled goods

will be spotted

in their perfect parcels

 

Zephyr

You are a faithful wind

a good friend

who sups in our house

as we drink your shared wine