Windmill


























Windmill



Somewhere on a mysterious meadow 
there is a windmill 
built deeply into fibers 
of the environment.  

Its maple blades have oscillated 
in front of sunsets
that photographers could not even
find the coordinates to. 

As it overlooks a history 
of memories, shadows dance 
behind dandelion stems 
which contain hidden shapes 
of the future.  Time gazes 
at the windmill to determine 
its place in the universe.

Windmill, don’t stop your amazing movement
that requires travelers to pull over
to the edge of the road to witness 
a gentle breeze that is always strong enough
to put out the flames

that threaten the beauty of nature.