Wild, the vagrant yellow rose
Again has bloomed,
Beauty has in all that grows
Rare forms assumed!
Where, O love, your hiding place ?
I wander far,
Seeking you among the streams
The dew-drops pour.
Jasmine in the forest gleams,
But where your face ?
Violets bloom for me to trace
To where you are.
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Comments1Just read this for my english homework. Kind of beautiful, but also kinda makes me feel lost. Like I am looking for something but can't find it. Made me think how nature is beautiful but can be sad too. 🌺🌼💔 Not my usual stuff, but started to like it. A bit mysterious! 🤔💭📚