WINGS ON THE WIND
We see the cranes and the turbines in distinct profiles on the skyline.
They move on elegant wings cycling through clear fresh winds.
Just behind their wings, in an elegant dance of support and need beats a heart.
The crane and her feathered wings, the Nacelle and its sleek and shining ones.
Look at their grace of movement!
Can you feel the energy?
It is a force, a power.
It is the now visible heart of the wind!
Cranes call, rotors turn, the clouds boil, the wind lifts.
It is time to rise!
Time to move forward into life’s promise.
Griping the wind, wings tilt, the heart races, the cycle freshens.