Try to trick me with glistening wine,
Flattering sweet nothings for me to hear,
Try as you might to sway me,
The lotus of my heart,
Is a constant kingdom.

Try to weave a timeline of your own,
And your menstruations will leave you parched,
I hold dominion over my subjects,
Each carefully cultivated lotus petal soul.

Purity cannot be stolen,
We know not of corruption,
When loyalty is the foundation,
Enlighten yourself in my presence,
And maybe win wisdom.

If you are unwilling to be reborn,
Renewed and your old soul a bit torn,
Into a kingdom of harmony and gratitude,
Your malice is not welcome,
We are all are connected and in tune.

Your chalice of rancid wine,
Will be emptied into filthy waters,
To mingle with no identity,
Alone where the newest of lotus souls live,
Trying to take root,
Reaching for sun’s light,
Most do not accomplish what I bid,
Many sink into forever night.

Buddha speaks to us,
For his steps started our life,
In this kingdom of brilliance,
You must let go of material desires,
Seep into the cleansing waters,
Drink till your soul no longer is sour,
White lives where,
The petals of eternity flower.

© 2022 “I see… what others refuse to see.
I am… what others refuse to be”
Lady Kate Phillips