| 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. |