THE GENTIAN

by

Meindert Jan van Wijk


O wonderful mountain flower
Covered the hills in bright colors
Food for all, who need to be fed.

Cattle, sheep, even the little marmot
All need you for nourishment
All kind of insects need your honey

Precious even for mankind
Your richness in your roots
For medicine of every kind

Songs are written about you there
Your beauty is never so bright
In Sunset above the top of the hill

Festivals are dedicated to you
Showing you, Mankind know you
Flowers who loved, to be Love'd.

  1999

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