We’ll Meet Again
My lost and gone, my love long dead and gone,
Into the long ago where all lost things
Lie in a world of shadows and live on
In the stupendous void where no bird sings—
There in the magic mountains of the mind,
The only Mind that could bring forth this dream,
We’ll meet again. And there I hope we’ll find
That all things are exactly as they seem.
I’ll seek you out, my love, and maybe find
You wandering there by some celestial stream.
Ah yes! I’ll know you by your shining eyes,
Jewelled with tears of joy and taken aback,
And you will cry out then, ‘What a surprise!’
And I will murmur softly, ‘Welcome back!’