A prophecy says the sea will drown clouds
Disarm them of thunder and lightning,
Of heavy rains, hail and snow
And put an end to all seasons but summer.
Poseidon will protect us
from the heat of the sun
Raising a misty veil to shield us.
He will feed rivers, water the land,
slake the thirst of people
and all creatures.
But the god of rain and clouds
Won't bear the dullness of cloudless sky,
The sun's boisterous beams and pride,
And the tranquility of the sea.
The mighty Zeus will dive deep,
Crack open water and make it vomit
Imprisoned clouds, thunder and lightning.
The sea will be caged by the land
And winds and rain will batter it
As a reminder of how pride and insolence end.
And people will be confined by seas
And tortured by hail and snow
As a remembrance of how taking sides
Is always perilous but inescapable for the weak.
A witch went to see the Oracle of Delphi
to solve an ancient mystery
Of the disturbed sea when she cast the spell.
The waves would rise and fall
In the rhythm of her deep breathing
And the wind made whirlpools
As blood rushed in her heart.
Nearing Delphi she felt a presence
Of somebody entering her body,
Beginning with her toes, then up the legs.
She spoke the charm against body-reading,
But the flow only slowed down,
The warmth and tingles spread
Over the possessed part of her body.
Then she mumbled the charm
Against the spirits that invade people
And the flow stopped in her calves.
She repeated the charm but it was still there
And slowly moved to her knees
And up her thighs to the hips.
When it reached her stomach and
Threatened to enter her heart
The witch sank deep into her mind
And gathered all the strength of
Plants, trees, rivers and hills,
Breathed in deeply and exhaled,
Evicting the intruder in a windy rush.
Then she saw a warm whirlwind
Moving forcefully to engulf her.
She rolled her eyes inwards,
Called the spirits of the sea
And turned into a stone.
The wind hit it and bounced back
Returning to its source.
The witch took her old shape,
Learnt the mystery of the sea
And kept the power to resist uncalled changes.