Leon Gellert - Rendezvous

Long before the dawn breaks

With a bird's cry,

I'll be hustling on the wind

Out where you lie -

Hurrying to our rendezvous

Under the April sky.

I'll step from out the sea again

To the shoulder of the land,

And pass the dead boy where he lies

Prone on the tideless strand,

Treading lightly lest I move

His fingers in the sand.

Do you remember how you stopped

After the sudden climb,

Sniffing the air as one who comes

On a holy thing sublime?

I'll meet you where the breeze brought

The first sent of thyme.

I'll meet you where we yearned that morn.

Under the April sky,

Waiting on our bellies there

For the battle cry.

I'll meet you where I left you there

Lying all awry.

You said, "We will continue the

Discussion by and by."

. . . . . . . .

If I could but remember what

We spoke of, you and I!

Leon Gellert

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