Lotus Path

I sink in the fertile mud,
dense and thick, it holds me.
I will rise, when I am ready,
beckoned by the sun.
Nothing in a hurry… slowly,
a stem, a leaf,
a bud.

Bound up tight, a whole
universe inside me.
I wait in patient devotion
to unfold in perfect splendor.
The lotus path opens, as
each sharp edge
in my heart
surrenders.

The heavens look down, and
I look up, I grow into the expanse
between fear and love and
hold it all like a holy offering
in my tender palms.
The answer is given,
the path is here, arising
in this moment,
on each
blooming
breath.

top photo by Danny Trujillo , bottom photo by viswaprem anbarasapandian on Unsplash