Dinesh's photos with the keyword: Sara Teasdale

"The leaves fall patiently Nothing remembers or grieves The river takes to the sea The yellow drift of leaves." - Sara Teasdale

"The leaves fall patiently Nothing remembers or grieves The river takes to the sea The yellow drift of leaves." - Sara Teasdale

"The leaves fall patiently Nothing remembers or grieves The river takes to the sea The yellow drift of leaves." - Sara Teasdale

It will not hurt me when I am old, A running tide where moonlight burned Will not sting me like silver snakes; The years will make me sad and cold, It is the happy heart that breaks. The heart asks more than life can give, When that is learned, then all is learned; The waves break fold on jewelled fold, But beauty itself is fugitive, It will not hurt me when I am old. - Sara Teasdale

I WATCH the great clear twilight Veiling the ice-bowed trees; Their branches tinkle faintly With crystal melodies. The larches bend their silver Over the hush of snow; ............. Excerpt: "Winter dusk" ~ Sara Teasdale

It will not hurt me when I am old, A running tide where moonlight burned Will not sting me like silver snakes; The years will make me sad and cold, It is the happy heart that breaks. The heart asks more than life can give, When that is learned, then all is learned; The waves break fold on jewelled fold, But beauty itself is fugitive, It will not hurt me when I am old. ~ Sara Teasdale