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Nature's first green is gold... Her hardest hue to hold... Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour... Then leaf subsides to leaf... So Eden sank to grief... So dawn goes down to day... Nothing gold can stay. ~Robert Frost Nothing Gold Can Stay

I have traveled along the contours of leaves that have no name. Here where the air is wet and the light is cool, I feel what others are thinking and do not speak, I know pleasure in the veins of a sugar maple, I am living at the edge of a new leaf • Arthur Sze, The Shapes of Leaves