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 ‑
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