Can I ever know you Or you know me?
No one worth possessingCan be quite possessed.
I make the most of all that comes,And the least of all that goes.
I have no riches but my thoughts. Yet these are wealth enough for me.
I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.
I am not yours, not lost in you,Not lost, although I long to beLost as a candle lit at noon,Lost as a snowflake in the sea. You love me, and I find you still A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be Lost as a light is lost in light.