A rose for my heart to rise with wings <br />To the heavens deep, where pleasure rings <br /> <br />With bliss as clouds—high silver beings. <br />The rose's romantic fragrance sings, <br /> <br />Dear as the tune the nightingale brings. <br />To my heart's delight, its singing swings. <br /> <br />How my heart to nirvana, it flings. <br />To the rose, with rapture my heart clings. <br /> <br />In my heart, liveliness outright springs, <br />Like the mountain, whose cheerful height slings <br /> <br />To the sky, where the star of day tings. <br />To my heart, how fay-like the feelings.<br /><br />Obinna Kenechukwu Eruchie<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-rose-for-my-heart/
