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A Windmill Sits

Tried by first fair means, this tower of the will captured and released the wind as quickly as it would pass, to raise the water from beneath the earth, to the land and those that scrabbled hard upon it, to make life and its glories, seem just a small piece of what they knew could be done.


The blades bring thoughts of yesteryear when the earths secrets were held close to its heart, and steel pipe was made the piercer of that peice of eternity that would be broken, and water pulled from its chest, that cool, clean water that laid there so long.


Keep the pieces that you have, keep your knees and legs and heart, and though the wind can no longer move you, keep the memory alive.


Ralph E. Peck

Photo by Ralph Peck

Outside of Choteau Oklahoma


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