Peace in the Lotus

When the eight winds rise into
A maddening maelstrom whipping
The red dust into a frantic frenzy.

When the rain clouds empty in
A terrible tempest drowning out
Hope and humanity in a
Deluge of greed, hatred, and delusions.

I find
Solace in the lotus
Mindful of the

I look back on the path I have taken and
See that it was
Neither stormy nor fair.

I see instead
Flowers drifting gently in the breeze
I pluck one and


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