you are like a lotus
blooming only from the
darkest and thickest
mud.
eesome to the eye instinctively.
yet not one soul has taken the time
to understand
your metanoia.
for most, it is difficult to perceive
how something so
precious, so delicate,
can be oh, so orphic.
for most, it is hard to perceive
how one single human being
can lead someone else
into such a profound, immense
jungle of forelsket.
you are like a lotus.
constantly rising up
through the mud
into the lives of people
who need to see, and feel
your beauty
the most.