Awaiting 'Till Dawn

Beside a small pond, I admired a lotus under the moonlight; The sleepy petals at night; The solitude flower made my mind fond. Fresh air was swaying; Embraced myself in a night wintry cold To await the petals unroll With hope and persistence 'till dawning. I’ve had a dream: I became a small bird circled the flower, Then drew clean water, Fed droplets; the pretty lotus beamed. Sunk in a foolish passion; Pensive moment, in the nocturnal intent; Sleepy in jolly event; Her fragrance raised a strange emotion. The dawn awakes me, A freaky hand has picked the lotus away; The chilly night, I’ve stayed To encounter the consequence empty