The Showering Lotus

Endearing the gods of enlightenment, dip tenderly into the rainbows Color band of intrinsic light, softly breathing, as the hushed breath of A morning doves first coo of life, the lotus flower does blossom and bloom. Infusions delicate creation floating in the still pond of the everlasting, Drifting, swaying at the mercy of life's strife, yet in harmonious peace Its beauty remains perfections timeless jewel, sparkling beneath the mid-eastern Sun. Bending does the reddest rose, yielding it's petals to the keepsakes heart Most sacred inner place, a whirl winds tidal storm of emotions contemplation Point of origin, it bleeds with a crimson preciousness, Tangled are the vines woven to and fro, but rich is the human soul. Floating, cascading cherry blossom's dance, amongst the winds of Destiny's air, ever gently whispering of loves softness, comforting warmth Within the arms of lovers devotional vows. These are the delicate tokens of the for-get-me-knots, showering of the Lotus, a blending emergence, behold the feminine Oh let the captive sparrow sing so softly the notes of spring, let her soar Amongst the eternal skies of white clouds beneath liberation's whitest Wings of grace. Upwards, lifted upwards to touch and caress the distant sun above, Little bird spread your delicate appendages, lie thy offering of the lotus Leaf before the divine, and may it appease the God's, from which it draws Life itself from be thy finest gift ever sacrificed, Tender are their tears are shed, for she the sparrow of mortality. Exhalted amongst the stars in the very heavens on high, A beauty figure thus stands, poring the water of life into the deep Rivers of the universe, and behind her ear lies a lotus blossom. That blooms eternal. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN