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Dare to be beautiful

(The water lilies with their wide spread leaves in the pond grabbed my attention when I attended a marriage function held at Panchavati the pavilion in Kanakapura road, Bangalore. Below is the photo shot on my phone and my poem as I pondered over these lilies)

Photo shot on my phone @ Panchavati the pavilion


The solitude of the still waters,
Were surpassed by the dreaming lilies.
Smiling at the shining sun;
Unfolding the beauty within.
They signaled their ease
From the muddy setting like a tease.

Round elephant ear like leaves
Floating with elegance
Formed a platform for identity of water drops
Whose recognition would otherwise be lost.
Their presence on the leaf stored a secret for happiness –
Be attached yet detached.

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