The lotus sleeps in murky depths
alone, encased by filth
Shes longs, and wants and dreams of sky
yet water crushes her will
that bitter taste of waves abound
bring ebbing tides of rage
She reaches out, above and through
Her body furls and sways
Outstretched and tall she craves for air
that glow just out of reach
she struggles through and beats the rift
that kept her soul so meek
and as she holds the suns warm grasp she opens up to see
that all the struggle, want and pain
was only just her seed
her flowers dance above the tide and look beyond the shore
her majesty and colours bright
give way to living core
emboldened now, her flowers reach and greet the days ahead
She clearly sees her life is now, free of woe and dread
– Kristina
Wow!!! My favorite ❤ it blended together so well, and through your words I felt the unfolding
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Great read! Can’t wait to read more
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