The inscription beneath the image is the artist’s own guiding star,

Revealing the soul’s journey, no matter how near or how far.

“Lotuses are born in water / and spend their lives floating on the water / So close but still so distant.”

This is the paradox of existence, the artist imparts,

To be in the world’s current, yet separate in our hearts.

The flowers float upon the surface, connected to the mire,

But remain unsullied, untouched by the passion and fire.

“She is just so pure like the lotus and so clean like the water.. Nirja”

The “She”—perhaps the subject, the essence, or even the artist’s soul—

Is painted as the embodiment of this sublime, perfect role.

She is the purity of the lotus, rising untainted from the dark,

And the clarity of the water, leaving its profound, refreshing mark.

This painting is a meditation on transcendence—a call,

To find inner stillness amidst the crimson intensity of all.

It is a hymn to purity; a fiery, shadowed pool,

Where the spirit remains whole, beautiful, and wonderfully cool.

Do you feel the warmth of the reflection or the cool detachment of the bloom more strongly?