Sacred Lotus

I am a secret, whispered by the universe itself.
No one sees the lotus blooming
Hidden in the heart of the swamp.

I am the swamp.
I am the vine twining up the tree,
Helpless, yet blossoming in ecstasy.

I am not to be known by you, or by any other.
I belong to no one, not even to myself.
I belong only to Him
The dearest Lord of my life.

I am like the scent of flowers
Carried away by the wind
How will you define me?
I’m an anomaly. A beautiful glitch.

I exist only to revel in bliss,
Appearing in my beloved’s dreams.
Endless teardrops speak my joy,
Flowing in unbroken streams.