lotus

Lotus

and I feel a tingling in my heart

A tingling like a nightingale's head

brushing against a cage

and

I hear cracking

Like cracking of a frozen lake

under a fisherman's weight

I smell a fragrance

A fragrance like that of a blooming Rose

The kind one finds in a Persian garden

Guarded within stone walls

I feel a spring

Clear and Cold

Playful

Running down a narrow path

Going somewhere

Chirp.. Chirp.. Chirp..

Crack.. Crack.. Crack..

Shirr.. Shirr.. Shirr..

Why!

A lotus in my heart..

B l o o m i n g.