As vain to raise a voice as a sigh <br />In the tumult of free leaves on high. <br />What are you in the shadow of trees <br />Engaged up there with the light and breeze? <br /> <br />Less than the coral-root you know <br />That is content with the daylight low, <br />And has no leaves at all of its own; <br />Whose spotted flowers hang meanly down. <br /> <br />You grasp the bark by a rugged pleat, <br />And look up small from the forest's feet. <br />The only leaf it drops goes wide, <br />Your name not written on either side. <br /> <br />You linger your little hour and are gone, <br />And still the wood sweep leafily on, <br />Not even missing the coral-root flower <br />You took as a trophy of the hour.<br /><br />Robert Lee Frost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-going-unnoticed/
