Frank S. Gordon

From “Gold in the Desert”

PINE tree, pine hearts, sigh ye;

Pine boughs, bend low, sigh ye,

Pine tongues sigh ye with me.

Night-long, I have but one dream—

Hear—me!

Day-long, death hunts my warrior—

Hear—me!—

Truth-tree, I have but one love—

Hear—me!

Crouched over the war-path steals he,

Lynx on-moving steals he,

Wind words steals he from me.

Heart-tree, I have but one love—

Hear—me!

Long the days and weary!

Restless hours and weary,

Hungered, wearied, wake me.

Listener of the maid’s prayer—

Hear—me!

Messenger of the heart-beat—

Hear—me!

Flute-tree, I have but one call—

Hear—me!

Long the days and dreary!

Lone tree, I have but one love—

Hear—me, hear!