Query

Standing in the rain, he wonders...

Query

And will you simply say--

         Because one starry April night
         I searched among the heavens
         for the rhythm of your dancing

         and my fingers would not cease
         from their caressing
         of a face they could not reach

         while my spirit spoke its story
         all along the highway
         that I blessed for your returning

         safely home from Baltimore,

--"too serious, too soon"?