If only this
Fallow ground
Ever so dull
Ever so still
Left unused is
Deigned to be
Until it is
Made into
Brawn yet gently
Endowed with grace so
Dance in the wind
Dance with the King
O what a joy
When it will be a
Nesting ground where good is found
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