Lotus Flower

Lotus Flower

A Poem by Eradikait
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Understanding and discovering the essence of self.

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There is no empty glass--

Only a lotus flower and a burgeoning soul.

I cannot find my self,

So I chew the flower’s muddy roots,

Marring my lips with murky reds,

Like the spilled guts of cheap wine.

Now for the main course:

I delicately reach to pluck a milky petal,

Like a patient, tender lover.

Its luminance ignites at my touch,

Bleaching my vision with incandescent fireworks.

My focus presses inward.

I tumble into the wave lengths,

Cocooning in rain-beaded spider silk,

And for the first time,

My consciousness awakens.

This

is Nirvana.

But then, my hand trembles--

I confuse spiritual with temporal.

And my mind turns turbid, imprisoned by

Tempting thoughts.

The veneer crumbles and curdles.

Sunyata is abound

And I can only expel

Deadwood.

© 2013 Eradikait


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Added on September 5, 2012
Last Updated on December 13, 2013
Tags: flower, philosophy, self-discovery, poetry, free rhyme, understanding, life, beauty

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Eradikait
Eradikait

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