Fallow 278

The sun is shining
The neighborhood is quiet
The realm is at peace/rest

Please do not destroy
Even the least precious piece
'specially not last Hope

She is coming soon
Round the mountain, yes she comes
Hmm? Who told you that?

Whispered on the wind
In the spaces between all
Not a sound unheard

The back of my mind
Until like a clear signal
She pierced through my heart

First thought when I wake
"Is wherefore does my hope lie/lay?"
In haze I wonder/wander

I know she's not here
I feel when she's far away
It's pain and sadness

Might a rose yet bloom
So late into fallow fields
On The Lord's (The LORD's) green earth?

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