The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,
as if orchards were dying high in space.
Each leaf falls as if it were motioning "no."
-rilke

Look at the flowers, so faithful to what is earthly...
if they are sad about how they must wither and die,
perhaps it is our vocation to be their regret.
- rilke

spring is like a perhaps
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and fro moving New and
Old things...
perhaps a
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there)
-ee cummings

Chill airs and wintry winds! my ear
Has grown familiar with your song;
I listen, and it cheers me long.
- longfellow