You can’t shut the spilling

Maybe I cannot touch as you are a flame.

Can you prevent me from getting from you the light?

Maybe I cannot reach as you are fire.

Can you keep me from getting its warmth?

Maybe I dare not approach as you are lava.

Can you strip me of its frozen granite?.

Be whatever you like, as near or far,

I shall reap from you as much as I can.

14.06.2001