See the lotus flowers bloom above the waters
Their roots are attached firmly to the mud under
They may be submerged in filthy water
But emerged beautifully in the morning not withered.
The caterpillars endure days of uncertainty in their cocoons
Exposed to dangers their life is indeed in gloom
But soon they would metamorphose to lovely butterflies
And into the garden waiting they would peacefully fly.
We must not judge people from their beginnings
Nor from their descent or place of origins
For we are all created by God for a purpose
Whatever, whoever we may be today, we must be grateful
It’s our destiny written by the hands of our merciful God.
© Lyn Ramos
7 November 2020
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