YOU who have seen across the star-decked skies The long white arms of searchlights slowly sweep, Have you imagined what it is to creep High in the darkness, cold and terror-wise, For ever looked for by those cruel eyes Which search with far-flung beams the shadowy deep, And near the wings unending vigil keep To haunt the lonely airman as he flies? Have you imagined what it is to know That if @3one@1 finds you @3all@1 their fierce desire To see you fall will dog you as you go, High in a sea of light and bursting fire, Like some small bird, lit up and blinding white, Which slowly moves across the shell-torn night? |