at the throne of æolus

at the throne of aeolus

The legend had foretold, and it had occurred as prophesied: amid the drab appeared the earthly incarnation of the god’s throne. Through it could be seen the flickering colors of the winds, flowing from the heavens in ribbon’d streams.

Only those who feel the breath on their cheek, and know what it whispers, may pass here. The others must seek a different door.

November 2, 2006. Linda’s guest bathroom, Westmont, IL.

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