BLINDED BY A LEAFY CROWN

One by one, like leaves from a tree
All my faiths have forsaken me; 

But the stars above my head
Burn in white and delicate red, 

And beneath my feet the earth 

Brings the sturdy grass to birth.
I who was content to be
But a silken-singing tree,
But a rustle of delight
In the wistful heart of night–
I have lost the leaves that knew