"Lotus Candle for Falun Gong" by Xiaoping Chen.‘Lotus’ by Catherine Huang The Society January 18, 2017 Beauty, High School Submissions, Human Rights in China 4 Comments Rising above the silt and murky mud, Clean and pure is the small pink bud, Supported by a supple stem of jade, Adorned with gleaming dew drops, crystal made. Elegant yet sweet this gentle bloom, Penetrating the bleak, surrounding gloom, Steadfast, and honorable heart unmoved, Its light fragrance adds to its tranquil mood. Were compassion to have a flower’s form Strong enough to brave an opposing storm, Humble, unaware of its noble grace, Then a lotus would surely fill this space. Symbolic of a Buddhist’s lofty realm, Gleaming atop a heavenly boat’s helm. Catherine Huang is a student at Fei Tian Academy of the Arts in upstate New York. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 4 Responses CAROL HERRING January 18, 2017 Exquisite images. I could paint it. Reply Christine Tessitore January 19, 2017 Beautiful!!! Joe T Reply Michael Dashiell January 20, 2017 You’re improving. It makes a fine description. Reply Debbie Johnson February 14, 2017 Beautifully descriptive imagery in this. I love the bloom coming through the gloom–what more could we ask for. Delightful poem, my friend. Reply Leave a Reply to Christine Tessitore Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.