Serene descent, as a red leaf's descending <br />When there is neither wind nor noise of rain, <br />But only autum air and the unending <br />Drawing of all things to the earth again. <br /> <br />So be it, let the snow fall deep and cover <br />All that was drunken once with light and air. <br />The earth will not regret her tireless lover, <br />Nor he awake to know she does not care.<br /><br />Sara Teasdale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epitaph-6/
