In part, I have bene raised around Asian influences. Then again, in this modern world, perhaps we all are?
A Lotus Blossoms by Michael Romani A lotus blossoms in its own way The sun rises on each new day Weakness crumbles before strength Each day has its own good length A storm surges from the East Unleashing its tragic beast Love seeks to shelter and protect Giving all to somehow reconnect Whispered voices are sometimes too loud Even the humble can be too proud When it comes to things like resolve There are many perspectives to involve A stolid heart seeks to preserve All the simple but sacred things it reveres When anger has at least turned aside May love bless and then conquer pride A wounded child knows his fears For he has seen these through his tears A cup of tea enjoyed in a linger at noon Warms the heart, but, perhaps warms it too soon (c) December 3, 2018 Michael Romani All Rights Reserved




