Sit Tight

The barren soul need not to try,
To steal the shade of souls nearby.

To stay in place that is its lot;
And wait and wait upon that spot.

For from above come rain and sun
To grow the seed within each one.

For not from yonder shade is rest,
The tree that grows within is best.

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