Question Across The Field
(From a Konkani
Song)
Long have I waited
My fond love,
Hundreds of miles
Have I heavily trodden
And three fine summers
Have I passed
On alien lands
Thinking of you, my love.
To-night I lie
In the open field;
With a sheet of stars about me,
A loving caress of the blue,
A wail of people
In the ditches,
A pageant of fire and smoke,
A shower of man-made lightning,
Deadening thunder
More potent than God’s.
How will you kiss me to-night,
My love,
Across the crimson horizon?
How will you lull me to bed,
My love,
To an everlasting dreamless sleep?