Flower among flowers, <br />soft bud swooning, <br />that the wind moves <br />to a gentle crooning. <br />Wind of heaven, <br />wind of love, <br />you who gladden <br />all you espy; <br />you who smile <br />and will not sigh, <br />candour and fragrance <br />from above; <br />you who perhaps <br />came down to earth <br />to bring the lonely <br />solace and mirth, <br />and to be a joy <br />for the heart to capture. <br />They say that into <br />your dawn you bear <br />the immaculate soul <br />a prisoner <br />-- bound with the ties of <br />passion and rapture? <br /> <br />They say you spread <br />good everywhere <br />like the Spring <br />which fills the air <br />with joy and flowers <br />in Apriltime. <br />They say you brighten <br />the soul that mourns <br />when dark clouds gather, <br />and that without thorns <br />blossom the roses <br />in your clime. <br />If then, like a fairy, <br />you enhance <br />the joy of those <br />on whom you glance <br />with the magic charm <br />God gave to you; <br />oh, spare me an hour <br />of your cheer, <br />a single day <br />of your career, <br />that the breast may savor <br />the bliss it knew.<br /><br />Jose Rizal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/flower-among-flowers/
