Parading

A bird and a tree say to him: Friend.

It doesn’t matter whether he knows what he serves:
Then he wants to use himself and things
Then he wants to use himself and things
So that they stand in the glow of ripeness.
So that they stand in the glow of ripeness.
It doesn’t matter whether he knows what he serves:
It doesn’t matter whether he knows what he serves:
Who serves best doesn’t always understand. —Czesław Miłosz, translator unknown
Who serves best doesn’t always understand.
—Czesław Miłosz, translator unknown

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