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.