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Science and art have that in common that everyday things seem to them new and attractive. - Friedrich Nietzsche

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	Wind

I am no more but you live on,
And  the wind, whining and complaining,
Is shaking house and forest, straining
Not single fir trees one by one
But the whole wood, all trees together,
With all the distance far and wide,
Like sail-less yachts in stormy weather
When  moored within a bay they lie.
And  this not out of wanton pride
Or fury bent on aimless wronging,
But to provide a lullaby
For you with words of grief and longing,

1953
	Translated by Lydia Pasternak Slater