Found - Gefunden
I was walking in the woods
Just on a whim of mine,
And seeking nothing,
That was my intention.
In the shade I saw
A little flower standing
Like stars glittering
Like beautiful little eyes.
I wanted to pick it
When it said delicately:
Should I just to wilt
Be picked?
I dug it out with all
Its little roots.
To the garden I carried it
By the lovely house.
And replanted it
In this quiet spot;
Now it keeps branching out
And blossoms ever forth.
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Found - Gefunden
Once through the forest
Alone I went;
To seek for nothing
My thoughts were bent.
I saw i’ the shadow
A flower stand there
As stars it glisten’d,
As eyes ’twas fair.
I sought to pluck it,–
It gently said:
“Shall I be gather’d
Only to fade?”
With all its roots
I dug it with care,
And took it home
To my garden fair.
In silent corner
Soon it was set;
There grows it ever,
There blooms it yet.