Seat of the Flower

A girl stands alone before the muddy water, waiting patiently to learn the secret ... way of the lotus flower... she blooms in the mud... She recites haikus, she sings songs pure, she dances... still, it does not stir. Through trees blasts a breeze instructing her to sit...breathe... breathe...and be...the breeze... The moment opens... green eyes close...a heart unfolds... Lotus flowers bloom. yet. ...not quite there...