Ah dear Sancho, the breeze is strong today
carrying with it the sweet smell of orange blossoms
and rain soaked earth
Perhaps it is best to tilt,
not our lances,
but our helmets to the sun
lie in the grass
and celebrate the beauty of this grand day
The giants will return tomorrow
as they always do
– Tom Ricker (http://quixote.org/don-quixote-makes-peace-with-windmills)