I met you and the past
Came back to life in my dead heart.
Remembering a golden time,
My heart became so warm.

Just as in late autumn
There are days, the transient hour,
When suddenly spring wafts again
And something stirs within us,

So, winnowed within by the breath
Of fullness my soul knew in those years,
With a rapture I thought I'd forgotten,
I stare into your dear face.

As if we'd been apart for ages
I stare at you and think I'm dreaming,
And suddenly sounds unsilenced in me
Could be heard within me, but louder!

That was more than reminiscence:
My life began to talk once more,
As did in you that very same charm,
As did in my soul that very same love!