I know you were built
to harness the power of the wind
and to use that power for a purpose…
but what purpose have you now
that your once-strong arms
have been broken
by the force you once relied on?
I’m impressed with your charm and resilience.
Your new purpose has assured me
that age won’t lessen worth, and that
beauty is in the eye of the beholder
for when the wind and the light
are aligned just right
your blades still sparkle in the sun.
Photo taken near the Old Mill Museum in Lindsborg, Kansas where this windmill is now simply “decor”.
Grammy Writes 
Windmills have a very special magic, that you have expressed beautifully.
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They really are a bit magical and intriguing. Thanks so much for the comment!
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Love this..thanks for sharing your amazing words.
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So glad you enjoyed – thank you so much!
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Beautiful visual capture … perhaps because they’ve always been in my life I feel connected to these classic windmills. I’m also drawn to the new ones that generate electricity – but not with the same urge to climb up and hug ’em!
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The new windmills are intriguing, but are not attractive in my opinion… but they certainly have a purpose! Thanks, Jazz – hope you are well
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Lovely…
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Thank you, Bette! Take care.
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Ditto! 💞
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Oh, I love windwills! And this was beautifully written!
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I love them too! Thanks so much for the lovely comment!
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A lovely picture…that windmill still has value in its aged beauty. Your poem is a wonderful tribute to it. If it could, I’m sure it would thank you for immortalizing it. 🙂💕
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I appreciate aged relics more & more every day!
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Ha! Me too. 🙂
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