Sigh for me - O breeze - -

Upon whose breath

Leaves are blown - -

Cast to earth

Like dreams I've known;

Lived for a season

Turned brown - dry

Crushed 'neath the feet

Of passer-by.

Weep for me - O rain

For the years

Have wrung me dry

Of tears - drowned my thought

Dimmed the eye

And soon found naught

To cry about

Pity me - without a purpose.

Yearn for me - O earth -

Upon whose thirst

No rain would fall

And all that grew

Turned to dust

That blew away -

Dispersed - in particles

Each separate, accursed

With loneliness.

Die for me - O life

Whose futile breath

(Exhaling birth

Inhaling death)

Played out thy rope

Against odds so strong

It could not cope

And long ago had lain