It trembled so, the wind set it sailing <br />it trembled so, how could it not yield to the wind <br />far beyond <br />the sea <br />far beyond <br />an island in the sun <br />and hand gripping oars <br />dying the last stroke at the sighting of port <br />tired eyes closing <br />like sea anemones <br /> <br />It trembled so much <br />I sought it so much <br />in the shade of the eucalyptus <br />Spring to Autumn <br />bare in the close woods <br />my God I sought it<br /><br />Giorgos Seferis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-leaf-of-the-poplar/
