Windmills

Windmills

I stand alone yet I stand among hundreds. Just like me all spinning the same direction or not spinning at all.
Newer models come in. Bigger, faster, more powerful, better in every respect. But they don’t replace me. They just add to the power we all create.
I’m not even the oldest, my solid body towers over the tiny metal framed old-timers. They seemed so much bigger when I was being constructed. Now their weakness is full bare before my eyes.
If I want to spin
I have to face the wind.
Why do so many of us not face the wind. They are content to let the wind hit their side or even their back. Not contributing anything. Why bother they say, it will just wear us out faster.
And compared to the group my power is insignificant. I will keep my face to the wind. I know my place. I am one, I am hundreds and without me there is nothing here but wind.

1 comments:

Michelle (visit their site)

I love it...keep your face to the wind Mitch!! Hope you are having a good day.