Stalks standing stagnant
in sun dried sand.
Silently stating
"So I stand."
Until time to replenish
Until time to begin
Stalks standing, standing still.
Dried husks devour dirt and
dust along the tracks.
Foreigners see yet
never look back.
Remembering only
The fields of joy
Not the sadness
Of stilted deploy.
Awaiting the new year
With laughter aplenty
Joyous revival
Suns solace delight
Stalks standing
Sway subtly
with life.
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