Not lost， although I long to be
Lost 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.
Oh plunge me deep in love —— put out
My senses， leave me deaf and blind，
Swept by the tempest of your love，
A taper in a rushing wind.