Windmill (An Original Poem)

I see a windmill

outside my window

I watch it spin till

clouds rise high in rows

And the storm dwindles down

and dies, dieing slow

I see a windmill outside my window

I see a simple town, lives lying low

They watch the windmill now, 

eyes widening so

And once the wind's still 

how I've tried to know

Why watch the windmill outside my window?

I hear rhythm-full sounds 

while flying doe

Leap across dismal grounds 

riled by dingos!

Why watch the windmill outside my window? 

When words can fall like a symphony of rain!

Let them fall were they may!

Don't be under a trance!

The greatest beauty on earth

Is the beauty of spontaneous laughter!

Live long so life may feel short!

I will not watch the windmill outside my window!!!