The light in the window seemed perpetual <br />When you stayed in the high room for me; <br />It glowed above the trees through leaves <br />Like my certainty. <br /> <br />The light is fallen and you are hidden <br />In sunbright peninsulas of the sword: <br />Torn like leaves through Europe is the peace <br />That through us flowed. <br /> <br />Now I climb up alone to the high room <br />Above the darkened square <br />Where among stones and roots, the other <br />Unshattered lovers are.<br /><br />Stephen Spender<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-room-above-the-square/
