A lotus flower in muddy waters
Emerges bright from depths below
It does not carry the darkness on
But leans to light, with will to grow
The turbid water soiled by heavy rain
The storms outlived and all the pain
No sun to guide, no hand to lift
Yet upward blooms this beautiful gift
The weight of hardship, the pull of sorrow
Still unstained by all the world may throw
Like lotus born from murky streams
You too can rise, resilient, with your dreams
So when you feel you\'ve sunk too far
Remember who and what you are
Away from the silt, arise from the gloom
May all your trials end in full bloom.