Land of my choice

You bring so much joy

I cannot bear that you might

Become desolate,

Unyielding in your life bearing

What has become of the haven?

What has become of the sanctuaries

You provided for your free roaming inhabitants?

Oh please revive,

Reach up to the night sky if you must.

Draw down upon you again

The strength you once had

To withstand the onslaught you have suffered.

And take refreshment.

Oh please do..

That I might share in your abundance

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