You can’t shut spilling

Maybe I cannot lick as you are a flame.
Can you prevent me from getting from you the light?

Maybe I cannot reach as you are fire.
Can you keep me from getting its warmth?

Maybe I dare not approach as you are a lava.
Can you strip me of its frozen granite? .

Be whatever you like, as near or far,
I shall reap from you as much as I can.
14.06.2001, Chennai

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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