The Pink Lotus

The pink petals smile to the morning light Scatter in the muddy pond as the birth site Large slim leaves cover the stinky surface Where pink flowers transcend to free space What a wonderful life of the pink flowers The roots and bulbs nourished by dirty water The flowers whirl up and expose to the wind Then turn to a dozen tasty soft nuts therein Man's birthplace does not define the destiny The muddy stinky pond is the original family While the pink lotus gives beauty and perfume Rise to one’s feet to change the old costume!