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by Sara Teasdale
One by one, like leaves from a tree,
All my faiths have forsaken me;
But the stars above my head
Burn in white and delicate red,
And beneath my feet the earth
Brings the sturdy grass to birth.
I who was content to be
But a silken-singing tree,
But a rustle of delight
In the wistful heart of night ~
I have lost the leaves that knew
Touch of rain an weight of dew.
Blinded by a leafy crown,
I looked neither up nor down ~
But the little leaves that die
Have left me room to see the sky;
Now for the first time I know
Stars above and earth below.
Hugs and namaste,
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