The same leaves over and over again! <br />They fall from giving shade above <br />To make one texture of faded brown <br />And fit the earth like a leather glove. <br /> <br />Before the leaves can mount again <br />To fill the trees with another shade, <br />They must go down past things coming up. <br />They must go down into the dark decayed. <br /> <br />They must be pierced by flowers and put <br />Beneath the feet of dancing flowers. <br />However it is in some other world <br />I know that this is way in ours.<br /><br />Robert Lee Frost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-hardwood-groves-2/
