The world as I see it now

Who has carved Love 

And placed him by this fountain,

Thinking he could control such intense fire

With water? 

Come quickly-as soon as you can

Neglect few things for greater reward 

These blossoms near the fountain

Have opened and before petals fall

The world exists 

As a sheen of dew on flowers

Like rain or mist 

From a sunset and waterfall