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The Bloom of the Lotus Eye

The water came up to my waist,
As I sat in the cool clinging mud.
In my hands was a growing lotus,
Not yet ready to emerge from its bud.

The roots grew over my crossed legs,
Around waist and up my covered chest.
Draped over my back and arms,
Over my head they crowned and rest.
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This entry was posted in Three Different Ways on December 7, 2011 by Kerian Nox.

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