Vanes Of The Heart

Windmill, why do you spin?

It is God's breath that moves me.
He makes me grind grain to feed the hungry.
He makes me shuttle the looms that clothe the poor.
He makes me draw up sparkling water from beneath the earth.
He makes me turn the dynamo--
sending the words of the righteous sparking along the wires
bringing light to dark places.
God's breath stirs the vanes of the heart.