Those, who hesitate, lose.
Those, who cultivate, find.
As a steward, I must be careful,
Harvests just return ill-gotten fruits,
the real yield is a revelation.
The genuine find is not measured
in accounting profits and losses,
rather, realized in possibility.
Hesitation demands a delay,
it fails to share and defers action
indulging in selfish quid pro quo.
The genuine find is not measured
by my brinkmanship’s wins and losses,
but, apprehended in embracing.
Cultivation abides, as with friends,
fosters accord and promotes union
inculcating selfless assurance.
Those, who hesitate, miss.
Those, who cultivate, seek.
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