I complain and grumble
And on the soil grow a tree
It becomes big and tall
But never bears any flower or fruit
Of tranquillity and peace
I give up hope
And bury all expectations
No demand I put
But one fine morning I see
Trees are full of flowers
In plenty they bear fruits for me
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