The Narcissus Poem by Mohammad Younus

First blooming in the graveyards - surmounted on tombs,
The Narcissus is first to delight us after long winter,
Its white, yellow, orange, and pink petals,
Covered with dew, offering a sip to butterflies,
Its flowers with six petal-like sepals,
Surrounded by a trumpet shaped Corona,
And its pure fragrance perfumes the morning breeze,
Cool and majestic, it raises soul from the depths,
The sun rises from behind the mountains in the East,
And spreads it's cool light on my home,
Should I still remain in the darkness? Captivated in my mud hut?

Mykoul