Strong Winds @ lisa naylor
The wind blows strong
My heart stops still
The turbines spin
Against their will

Can't resist
What's meant to be
As strong winds gather
Out at sea

Slicing sky
Through flesh of clouds
Sunshine bleeds
Seagulls crowd

From distant views
The mills display
Graceful motion
Synched with day

Stood up close
Sharp blades rotate
Overpowering
Dreamlike state

Till winds have dropped
and cease to be
And turbines rest
In frozen sea