The Room Above the Square

The light in the window seemed perpetual

When you stayed in the high room for me;

It glowed above the trees through leaves

Like my certainty.

The light is fallen and you are hidden

In sunbright peninsulas of the sword:

Torn like leaves through Europe is the peace

That through us flowed.

Now I climb up alone to the high room

Above the darkened square

Where among stones and roots, the other

Unshattered lovers are.