Lessons from Windmill

Clouds loom large over the horizon

Sometimes assuming the fearsome shape of lion

Yet they have no power of their own

It is the wind which drives them on.

A lone ship stays anchored on the shore

Come evening it may be joined by many more

If the wind blows more

It will bring even fishermen to the shore.

Men watch from the distance

As the wind unleashes its violence

A sea-storm is arriving soon

Behind it is the power of moon.

In the storm the windmill stands tall

It does not bend it does not crawl

As the wind acquires more speed

The windmill gets it as a feed.

A few scattered houses stay sheltered

Far away from the shore that is cluttered

While windmill harnesses the energy of wind

In the distance safety they find.

The windmill turns adversary into partner

The way soil is moulded by the gardener

The course of life alters from negative to positive

By making changes in ourselves that are conclusive.