Shade

Take a rest before going onward.

The coolness in the shade,
Ever it bade
Me sit still,
Sit still and soak
(From a mind far too choked
With memory and desire
To fulfil something higher)
Up the last few bouts of strength,
Begin anew and trudge the length
Of the path stretching away
To the horizon that day;
That I may finally know
Which passions to breed; what seeds to sow.