Comprised during my "early years" of drinking, along with and inclusive of 2 years after my Mom died.
Monday, 13 August 2012
91. Lotus
Oh, let the rain fall on my beliguered head
Oh, let my roots fall down into thicker ground.
Oh I'm confused by my surroundings.
I just want to be a part of this.
The time has come for me to hold sure
The beliefs that I'd applied from my old man.
This hallowed ground
Shall be my home.
I am the lotus.
I am the Lotus
I am the Lotus.
Dream a simple life unfathomed by major leagues
But devoid of simplistic means that falls greatfully
To my feet.
Oh roots tread ground; Oh my petals shan't drown
I am the Lotus.
The time is mine to apply and grow
The knowledge that is all my own.
The rain shall come the sun will shine
And when I'm picked I'll say goodbye.
I am the lotus.
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