One Thousand Women, None Like You by Alejandro Mujica-Olea - HTML preview

HISTORY OF THE POEM “SPRING”

Pleased with the spring, the poet writes in the beautiful park. He breathes in the scent of flowers, ob serves  the insects and listens to their buzzing. He com pares  them to people and realizes that they are part of life.  Believing himself to be a god, he blesses them.

SPRING

I love spring

because it brings me

the perfume of flowers

and the humming of insects.

Flowers are Earth’s women.

With their perfume

they conquer

the insects, who carry

the golden pollen of love.

The insects are

winged men of heaven

who kiss the flowers

at dawn and

at sunset.

At dusk

the insects sleep

in the heart of flowers,

together until

the sun awakens them.

Without flowers,

without insects, life is sad;

they bring music

and perfume into our lives.

I observe them with happiness.

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