Wind farms will keep spinning on the Scottish coastline,
one by one their blades will grind to a halt and stand still like a white forest.
Can you imagine the sound?
A windy day without the humming of the turbines
only the rustling of tree branches
Can you picture the scene?
Thousands of birds building nests inside vacant turbines,
others perched on calm electrical lines
Will anyone be around to capture the moment?
miles of vacant roads, offices and factories
hours of daylight without noise;
hours of darkness with only moonlight
title and introit from museman
and, yes it reminds us of something