"Forget me not ", I will not say any more
for countless flowers have blossomed in the yard
and bees in frenzied swarms they allure ,
that hum , like the tune of a singing bard.
Let me thus dissolve and fade away .
Like winged seeds , in the winter gale , let me fly ,
until the wind dies down this fair day .
Then there let me fall , let me die , let me die .
Let me die and arise anew again
in any one of life's myriad forms
let me savor the pleasure of earth and rain
let me stand my ground against the storms .