314 <br /> <br />Nature—sometimes sears a Sapling— <br />Sometimes—scalps a Tree— <br />Her Green People recollect it <br />When they do not die— <br /> <br />Fainter Leaves—to Further Seasons— <br />Dumbly testify— <br />We—who have the Souls— <br />Die oftener—Not so vitally—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nature-mdash-sometimes-sears-a-sapling/
