lotus
Out from the mire it
sprouts its seeds
and through the bog
they thrive
blooming despite
the muddy water
white petals they blossom
unsullied by the filth
beneath.
Out from the mire it
sprouts its seeds
and through the bog
they thrive
blooming despite
the muddy water
white petals they blossom
unsullied by the filth
beneath.