Long before the dawn breaks <br /> <br />With a bird's cry, <br /> <br />I'll be hustling on the wind <br /> <br />Out where you lie - <br /> <br />Hurrying to our rendezvous <br /> <br />Under the April sky. <br /> <br />I'll step from out the sea again <br /> <br />To the shoulder of the land, <br /> <br />And pass the dead boy where he lies <br /> <br />Prone on the tideless strand, <br /> <br />Treading lightly lest I move <br /> <br />His fingers in the sand. <br /> <br />Do you remember how you stopped <br /> <br />After the sudden climb, <br /> <br />Sniffing the air as one who comes <br /> <br />On a holy thing sublime? <br /> <br />I'll meet you where the breeze brought <br /> <br />The first sent of thyme. <br /> <br />I'll meet you where we yearned that morn. <br /> <br />Under the April sky, <br /> <br />Waiting on our bellies there <br /> <br />For the battle cry. <br /> <br />I'll meet you where I left you there <br /> <br />Lying all awry. <br /> <br />You said, "We will continue the <br /> <br />Discussion by and by." <br /> <br />. . . . . . . . <br /> <br />If I could but remember what <br /> <br />We spoke of, you and I!<br /><br />Leon Gellert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rendezvous/
