A daunting sky releases the moon's glow
on the shy lotus sprouting from
the cave's hollow splint.
The wind bullies her fragile frame
but she stands unbreakable.
She is unwavering and fearless.
The showering rain chills her spine,
but the lotus is numb to its touch.
It will not control her fore she has learned
to weather the storm.
So she smiled and danced in the rain
and the moon envied the lotus flower
of the night.
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 1:26 AM UTC
A daunting sky releases the moon's glow
on the shy lotus sprouting from
the cave's hollow splint.
The wind bullies her fragile frame
but she stands unbreakable.
She is unwavering and fearless.
The showering rain chills her spine,
but the lotus is numb to its touch.
It will not control her fore she has learned
to weather the storm.
So she smiled and danced in the rain
and the moon envied the lotus flower
of the night.
