The Fruits of Death + 

Said the folded Leaves upon the Heath + 

To the opening Leaves upon the Tree: + 

“Soon will the Warders of the Storm + 

Bring us to our Mother-Sea, + 

Even as they opened yesternight + 

Our prison doors of Destiny: + 

We envy not the Birds now nor the Dew; + 

To them we leave the Forest and to you.” + 

The infant Leaves thus made reply: + 

“But we rejoice that we are here; + 

We stand in the cerulean Gate + 

Of Life to crown the dying Year. + 

Him who emancipates we love, + 

He who enchains is also dear: + 

You are the Flowers of the Storm, and we, + 

We are the Fruits of Death upon Life’s tree. + 