I apprehend You. The years pass by - <br />Yet in constant form, I apprehend You. <br /> <br />The whole horizon is aflame - impossibly sharp, <br />And mute, I wait, - with longing and with love. <br /> <br />The whole horizon is aflame, and your appearance near. <br />And yet I fear that You will change your form, <br /> <br />Give rise to impudent suspicion <br />By changing Your familiar contours in the end. <br /> <br />Oh, how I'll fall - so low and bitter, <br />Defeated by my fatal dreams! <br /> <br />How sharp is the horizon! Radiance is near. <br />And yet I fear that You will change your form.<br /><br />Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-apprehend-you/
