Leaves, shadows, and dreams

A. Bax

I have seen all things pass and all men go

Under the shadow of the drifting leaf:

Green leaf, red leaf, brown leaf,

Grey leaf blown to and fro.

Blown to and fro.

I have seen happy dreams rise up and pass

Silent and swift as shadows on the grass:

Grey shadows of old dreams,

Grey beauty of old dreams,

Grey shadows in the grass.