Selectiohn from a poem "The Hibiscus Flower"
by Mary Louisa Beatrice Olcott
...When tropic morning sparkles up the world
Thy petals are uncurled,
And all thy scarlet blossom swells and glows
Past fire tint of the rose;
haunting the splendid day,
And flaming deep
In a brave shine of sunlight every way,
Till star-eyed dusk
when the furled petals sleep.