Once you told me
if I was a flower I would be
a fragrant white water lily
I couldn’t help but feel pride
that such a thought did arise
in your less-than-poetic mind
about me
Now I see it was a sign
Like a beautiful lotus growing from the mud
I become strong, resilient and kind
Amidst cruel & non-virtuous crud
How you teach non-attachment
didn’t feel right but now I see how it’s wise
Maybe one day I’ll realize you were simply
my Spiritual Guide
The Halfwit Writer 