Lotus

Lotus

I intoxicate your vision,
painfully pure petals enchanting.

Idolize my nature but please, don’t forget God,
he who planted my name

in the mud caressed with sanction
and a blossoming contour.

I am indulging, my cosmic hues
bask beneath the sun’s innocence.

They say I am your shadow, bold and true;
that I embrace your ethereal essence

and mirror to its tranquil flow, floating
jewel on the water’s edge.

Prepare my tincture,
Entheogenic felicity

bleeding,
beautiful.

V’ahavta et Adonai,
And you shall love your God.