Princess Lotus

A seed of lotus grown developed in the pool fostered by solar warmth sowing in uncertainty to blossom Princess Lotus fresh leaves smile greet the morn swing in whistling birds’ tunes fiber roots welcome exquisite nature wallow fondling natural winds forget neglect reflecting on clarity of the pool present fellow lotus to forget her loneliness learnt in dew wet her body swallow schools everything just a flash all the lost though the roots have not been cracked befriending the frogs tirelessly waiting for rains her fellow fishes instantiated devote themselves to nature silent princess lotus carve charming lyrics for the beauty of natural word ~(c)sukmawati komala~ 03 March 2013