The Blue Lotus Poem by Manjula Reddy

The Blue Lotus

From beneath dark waters
Rises the blue lotus
Unique, special, singular
Amid the common white

The muddy, murky waters
Her feeding ground
Experiences past and present
Her food

Beautiful thoughts
Fleeting
Flowing
Captured

The one
That owns her
Dare not sever her
For his delight

For he may not
Realize his prize
A mere ornamental flower
In his limited vase

He does not understand
In her root
Connected
Tangled
Intertwined

Lies her true 
Identity
Neelima
The blue lotus