Water Drop On Lotus Leaf

The morning breeze gently wafts on the lake A water drop trembles on the lotus leaf floating A shining pearl the rays of the rising sun make The leaf holds, but doesn’t cling to its belonging. The lake water would simmer in the scorching day The lotus leaf in the heat would curl up oppressed The water drop would dry out to slowly fade away From the leaf’s fold, unattached and unpossessed. On the leaf of your life floating in troubled times Your being is a water drop glowing in divine light If you reside in its fold unattached in bliss sublime Soul would be free to be the absolute one in delight. Written August 19, 2017 Brian Strand Contest A Strand (1064)