A water drop fell on its petals. The petal sagged a bit, enjoying the feel of the cool drop on its skin. It let the drop roll down the length of its petal before falling into the water below and merging with it.
It looked up again to see if another drop would make its way. A slight disappointment that the water had run off bothered it awhile till the sun came up and burned the earth below. The lotus looked up and smiled, basking in its warmth, blooming happily, swaying in the gentle breeze.
The sun came down, and the petals closed, drooping sadly at the end to a good day.
The dew drops will fall again, the sun will rise again, the lotus thought before the last of its petals closed.
It looked up again to see if another drop would make its way. A slight disappointment that the water had run off bothered it awhile till the sun came up and burned the earth below. The lotus looked up and smiled, basking in its warmth, blooming happily, swaying in the gentle breeze.
The sun came down, and the petals closed, drooping sadly at the end to a good day.
The dew drops will fall again, the sun will rise again, the lotus thought before the last of its petals closed.
:-) Reminds me of haiku.
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