They were introduced in a grave glade
And she frightened him because she was young
And thus too late. Crawly crawly
Went the twigs above their heads and beneath
The grass beneath their feet the larvae
Split themselves laughing. Crawly crawly
Went the cloud above the treetops reaching
For a sun that lacked the nerve to set
And he frightened her because he was old
And thus too early. Crawly crawly
Went the string quartet that was tuning up
In the back of the mind. You two should have met
Long since, he said, or else not now.
The string quartet in the back of the mind
Was all tuned up with nowhere to go.
They were introduced in a green grave.
CODA Maybe we knew each other better When the night was young and unrepeated And the moon stood still over Jericho. So much for the past; in the present There are moments caught between heart-beats When maybe we know each other better. But what is that clinking in the darkness? Maybe we shall know each other better When the tunnels meet beneath the mountain.