Smoke filled dens of drifting ***** scent,
Imagined worlds dancing behind the eyes
of the laying men.
Heads fall back and pupils roll to face brow,
revealing a cloudy unseeing white.

What lies behind the eyes of laid men
that makes them respond to the sweet song of
lotus flower time and again?
Are they taken to that Mediterranean isle visited by
Odysseus in his journey, the idle isle where time lazily flows
and sunrise and sunset have no meaning at all?

If I was bunk mate to Odysseus on his mission home
and our boat met sand on this secluded cove,
would I see it for what it was?
After tasting my first sweet lotus petal, offered
to me by beauty divine, could I resist a second kiss?

Would I have bravely boarded the ship away,
eyes hard and mind set on my destination,
or would I have planted feet firmly to sand
and wave as the brave ones sailed away to face
the ever abundant misery of reality?

One eye in, one eye out
Penetrated by your energy deep into my soul, my unconscious.
I am listening, I have opened

O great Odysseus; brave explorer, my love
You have been at war too long
I invite you, sweet dreamer
Dive into the nectar of my lotus
Come feast upon my euphoria,
I blossom before you.

My king, you are your element
Your love, like water, nourishes my exaltation, my highest power;
My feminine divine

Inner goddess released,
We dance to the rhythm of wavelengths
I let you in, or so it seems
I now understand,
It is all a lucid dream

I'd grow a lotus
Farm for you and only you
No other honey

A swampy lake
Flowering lotus
Swarming snakes
In the deep waters

Pink and white
Within my sight
Glowing bright
Emotions fight

Reaching out to get a bloom
Standing at the shore of my doom
This heart is mesmerized already
Mind unfocused yet on steady

One step a time
"Snakes", this is no crime
Let me take one bloom
From your flowering lake room

I feel the crawl
Between my legs
Pacing without fall
Yet my lips beg

Plucked by hand
The brightest bloom
Now reaching the land
Infront, stood my doom

With eyes opened wide
Am still safe on land
My dream, a guide
Now buried in sand...


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white lotus bloom
drenched in copious rain;
wisdom without pain!

At sight, just this one bloom,
that spectacularly spreads,
it's warm purple petals wide
above us, like a big benevolent lotus,
causing  the magic of dawn and dusk,
day after day,indefatigably!
Galloping fast , then leading
to a day,turning it different
for each, an astonishing feat!
Closes at night, claiming  back
all radiance, he brought along,
in between  deftly he addresses
trillions of neurons at work  of every kind
all alone; simply phenomenal!

Isn't it an incredible everyday miracle?

But do we ever thank the wonder bloom
except the ancient sages who structured
a mantra* to praise his astonishing gifts.
Prime source of light for the humans, this!
a wonder one of a kind, he sure is,
well, till the day 'God decides
to play dice', yet again!

beauty arisen
mystic divine

from stagnated pond
where mosquitoes egg

yet you're pink and still
sitting on the water

stars gaze at you
longing for your mystic touch

as your immense beauty shown
a magnet, hard to resist