We
must not hope to be mowers,
And
to gather the ripe gold ears,
Unless
we have first been sowers
And
watered the furrows with tears.
It
is not just as we take it,
This
mystical world of ours,
Life’s
field will yield as we make it
A
harvest of thorns or flowers.
--Johann Wolfgang
von Goethe, Perseverance
Image source: Vincent Van Gogh, Landscape with Green Corn (1889),
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