"Andrew On Prostitutes" 
by Gibran Khalil Gibran 

THE SHADOW

Upon a June day the grass said to the shadow of an elm tree, "You move to right and left
over-often, and you disturb my peace." And the shadow answered and said, "Not I, not I.
Look skyward. There is a tree that moves in the wind to the east and to the west,
between the sun and the earth." And the grass looked up, and for the first time beheld
the tree. And it said in its heart, "Why, behold, there is a larger grass than myself." 

And the grass was silent.