Blue Lotus

I am a blue lotus

I bloom in subdued light,

a halo in the darkness.

My circular pad,

a shimmer of consciousness

rippling on the surface of eternity.

My stem descends through the black waters.

My roots spread deep into the black mud of Source.

The substrate sparkles like diamonds.

I choose to accept my beauty.

I am a blue lotus

A perpetual thought of existence

expanding through eternity.

Shimmering in a pool of bliss,

growing in the sea of infinite possibility.

I process my existence through a mirage of imagined realities,

dreams and meditative splendor.

All are illusions projected on the receptive screen

of formlessness that surrounds me.

In my heart I know,

I have never strayed from home.

This is a poem of hope and proof that beliefs that foster low self-esteem and depression can be changed. 5 23 21