THE
WINDMILL
The
clouds shroud the green warmth embracing this old windmill
that turns through time.
An image so pure that when placed before natures canvas of threatening
storm
it stands tall and only knows to turn as if dancing with air currents
becoming a part of its movement.
This
old mill knows not to fear or fight, but embraces this force.
It yields to the wind never opposing - becoming an essential part
of this complete natural act of energy. |