Whenever I see, you appear to be a blooming lotus,
A lotus blooming
With the pearly dews splashed over
And with,
The morning changing into the dawn
Breaking forth
And the cranes and storks flying
Away into the landscapes
Seem to be lurking around.
A blooming lotus, I close the eyes and feel you,
How serene and sedate are you,
How lovely and dreamy!
Standing close by you,
I see, see the lotuses
White and pink,
Bluish but rarer
Lest somebody snatch the sweet smiles
From your lips.
Bijay Kant Dubey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-blooming-lotus/
