A butterfly in chrysalis
A shining sun in a dark, damp cave
Gleaming sand in the desert waste
The diamond encased in coal,
And the pearl in oyster
Both made from pressure and pain
A pure birth after rain
Encased in clay, in waste
These years need to be sloughed off
Rock chipped away
Layer after layer
To find the eternal Me
A pristine sea
A jewel, a pearl
A soul’s flight back
Washing away the dirt, slime and evils
I’ve put upon myself
I sit in the Lotus
I am the jewel
Not covered in grime,
But an eternal jewel to shine.
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