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