who has seen the wind? 
barn swallow in the sky? 
neither I nor you 
but when the leaves 
and flowers hand trembling 
the wind is passing through 

who has seen the wind? 
barn swallow in the sky? 
neither I nor you 
but when the leaves 
and flowers hand trembling 
the wind is passing through 

pray but one prayer for me, for me 
think but one thought of me up in the stars 
the morning light slips 
faint and gray twixt the leaves of the aspen, 
betwixt the cloud-bars 
pray but one prayer for me twixt thy closed lips