The Lotus Fruit

The lotus fruit works its charm on you.
Not unlike waking up to see new fallen snow
Out your window.
Opening your eyes to a world of
Stillness and bliss

Your head being cushioned in a cloud of cotton.
Fresh, clean sheets in between your feet.
Why don’t people go into their warm homes
To escape from the implacable chill?

The lotus fruit wraps a blanket
Of security and thoughtlessness around you.
As does recovering from a dream
Of which you want to remain in.

So why would you want to live
In the world outside your window.
Come, join those who have entered into
A wonderful dreamland.