In tranquil ponds where silence reigns

In tranquil ponds where silence reigns,

The water lotus, beauty unchains,

With petals soft as whispers sweet,

It beckons souls to pause and meet.

Beneath the surface, roots entwine,

A tale of strength in mud’s design,

Emerging pure from depths below,

A symbol of resilience we should know.

It opens wide to greet the dawn,

In colors bright, like dreams reborn,

Each bloom a lesson in stillness taught,

In every ripple, wisdom caught.

So heed the whispers of this flower,

In moments dark or in despaired hour;

For in its grace, a truth shines clear:

From murky depths, we too can steer.