appreciate yet not seek,

for she'll only wait,

for one who reaches her soul,

however far.

gently, patiently closing eyes,

you'll never find her

unless she shows you how

but you'll never know,

for so deep within the forest, she had sat.

gaze not on beauty too much,
lest it blind thee;
nor too near,
lest it burn thee.
if thou like it, it receives thee;
if thou love it, it disturbs thee, -
if thou hunt after it, it destroys thee.

- francis quarles