Nay, said the flower

Hey. I found this in some book. It's originally a Hindi poem, but when translated, it still sends an arrow of thrill through the heart of the reader.

Nay, said the flower
Cast me, said the flower,
Not on the virgin's bed
Nor in the bridal carriage
Nor in the merry village square.

Nay, said the flower
Cast me but on that lonely path
where the heroes walk
For their nation to die.