The Wind of Change | John Anstie

O How
I love the wind …
it makes the windmill turn
but never burns the petrified
it could still grind the corn to make our bread
then turn again, renewing us, enabling change.

and why
I love the wind …
it brings the clouds to rain
drawn fresh from oceans great and small
to wash us clean, refresh the air we breathe
renew the spirit and lubricate the wheel of life.

and when
I love the wind …
it blows the clouds away 
reveals the blue, the great beyond
and opens curtains to the solar light
from sun that feeds the green of photosynthesis.

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