Leaf

Let go the Limb?
My life in him
Alone is found.
Come night, come day,
'Tis here I stay
Above the sapless ground.

Soul

Let go the warm
Life-kindled form,
And upward fly?
Come joy, come pain,
I here remain
Despite the yearning sky.
A sudden frost, and, lo!
Both Leaf and Soul let go!