I, as a LOTUS
earth and the gift of sweet libation
waters that fill the soils with its elixir of grace
beheld be the flow of streams, rivers, brooks
pools of mud blessedly receptive, receiving
the gift of water, earth, sun, and PRESENCE
from depths emergent be the rooting, the bud, the bloom
a LOTUS, from muddy waters arising
so too, I, from muddy waters, from tears known
a bloom of beauty, bounty and BEING.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
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