From The Fleeing Atalanta

God gives a candle

To his children afraid of the dark

How can you die, it says

When this between you lives forever

The candle is hard to maintain

Superfluous in the light

Nearly all prefer to blow it out

But they find with night's onset

It is not so easily rekindled

Jeer if you like at my obsession with love

When dying swine, you will all reach up

Desperate trotters for the same pearl

DAVID FOSTER ‑