Do not die too early, lacking trust

If we seek  by will power sacred fire
We may be well consumed and turn to dust
Do not seek, do not  to this aspire

Our  wish  to grasp  endangers  true desire
As certain as real loving’s doomed by lust
If we seek  by our will  sacred fire .

Do not hope  I am  an unjust liar
I do not care, believe it if you must
Do not seek, do not  to heights aspire.

Pilgrims suffered as they trod the mire
They learned by their  hard journey we are dust
If we seek   to  grasp the sacred fire .

If we draw too  close to those red pyres
God may cloth us in his golden mists
Do not seek, do not  to heights aspire

This  life’s not easy and it is not just
Do not leave too early, lacking trust
We cannot seek  by will the sacred fire
Never seek,  be lowly, don’t aspire