This young man a fan of fans,
Hung from above, his pictures he plans.
Feverishly, he colors his blades,
Spinning his picture as each fan gets made.
As he creates, a breeze you can feel,
Drawing for him, so physically real.
"And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city." – Isaiah 1:8