Verse 24

अवस्त्विदमिदं वस्तु यस्येति लुलितं मनः ।तस्मिन्नोदेति समता शाखोट इव मञ्जरी

In plain words

For one whose mind is tossed about with 'this is unreal, this is real,' samatā does not arise in him — no more than a blossom-cluster on a śākhoṭa tree.