lotus

in the midle of the night
my emotions explode like fireworks
and softly and slowly go down
and dive into the lake of still waters
the one which reflects all the colours
and beautiful things,
but now it´ll be the reflection of something beautiful...
in mud, my body stays still.
the shadows,the monsters,the fog,the mud,
everything gathers in myself and they scare me.
i´m lonely now the fireworks stoped.
and i can´t evan see the stars.
i´m cold.i´m scared.
in my mynd thoughts and visions of my past,
my present,my future gaze me and make me suffer.
i´m scared.i´m cold.
but in the mud,like a lotus flower,
my real me will come to the surface
and blossom with all glamour,
and beauty.
it´s a matter of time,patience,faith,hope.
the storm should go through me,into me
and shake the watter of the lake,
make waves with the wind.
and i,in the mud,will grow up and
transform myself into the most beautiful of flowers.
i have faith.
mostely in myself.