The Solar Windmill
There’s no greater symbolism of life than a sunrise
It is reminiscent of the book of Genesis, “Let there be light”
The slow reopening of a blinded eyesight from prolonged darkness
Of a proud father smiling at his children and their loving mother
His heartbeat is seeing the happiness they hold in their faces
Nothing compares to feeling of the warmth of the sun's rays
There’s a hidden power descending, working from within
That gives you, the earth pure energy, simultaneously like a water sprinklers
Tapping into the universe, harnessing the ultimate force
Love is the garden at the centre of the cosmos, the source, the roots
The silent wind blows through multidirectional space
No gale wind can rival the ferocity of even the slightest whiff
Entire worlds tumble at its dragon breath
Pumping sunlight that gives rise to water and heat
The silent wind rises through a vacuum like a swinging sickle
A gust of sunshine riding a particle on a mission of love
To care for more than just what it was meant for like a golden fan
There’s a uniqueness about our blue-water like sphere
A significance that allowed this orbit to have an existing planet
A purpose we must fulfil as the silent wind allows us to plough in these cornfields
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