I sat near a pond,
Head down, lowered gaze,
Racing heart, heavy breath,
Wet feet and hands in mud.
I see lotus in a dirty pond.
Guarding its immaculate beauty and purity,
Blooming out each day from the heaviest mud of all.
At then I wished to revive like a lotus.
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You are most welcome. It is quite beautiful@ Happy writing 🙂 🙂
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