48 FOR HER I know that wood if burnt Produces ash and smoke. There is a law about this, explaining How and where the burnt wood went. With love it is not so, Love breaks the incendiary laws, Blazing in a high wind But staying good. The more you love The less you burn awayo Is there then no change or death? Even love is not so magical Whatever the romantics say, It is the analogy that burns, But staying bright, makes the eyes glow. Our lives are centred thereo We cannot love Without the idea of loveo The feast Is spread by gods with friendly wings Who lead us through the myth and maze.