The Sower and the Tree
O thee, the sower,
who’s sowing but not reaping;
cut the tree? Why not
tend it, nor, cultivate it
near the crystal stream of love?
...that I may bear you,
the sower, who’s sowing but
not reaping, next spring
the sweet fruits, of you and me,
for the world to see---our arts.
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