Silence

                Sleeping in my garden are

white lilies, purple flowers, and roses.

                 My heart, heavy and sad,

must hide its bitter pain from the flowers.

         I don´t want the flowers to know

                             of my life´s  torments.

                 If they knew of my suffering

                 they would cry in sympathy.

          Hush, the lilies and purple flowers

                                          are sleeping.

I don´t want them to know of my sorrow,

                         for if they see me crying

                                           they will die.

Rafael Hernandes