You are not
the ocean –
not the wind
that moves across,
not the
crashing waves,
nor the
glassy ease as evening falls.
You are not
the clear blue,
the emerald
green, the angry gray and white.
You are not
the silver school of fins
spinning in
synchronized motion
nor the
great beasts that lurk and glide.
You are
something smaller –
the silent
oyster resting on the deepest floor.
But, again,
you are not the oyster,
nor its
opening or closing,
but
something smaller yet.
You are the
pearl, opalescent,
that dwells within,
smooth and still.
You are the
pearl.
And because
of this,
you are all
of these things and more –
the ocean,
the wind, the waves,
the great
creatures, the oyster,
and the
pearl.
Linking today with Unforced Rhythms and Playdates With God.
What a lovely place to begin my Monday and my week. So peaceful and serene in design, and then a lovely poem which brings it all into focus. Thanks so much for a wonderful start! I dropped in from Kelli's and Unforced Rhythms where we're neighbors.
Thanks!
Thank you for the reminder that we are made up of everything that surrounds us from large to very small. Lovely poem.
Thanks, Katie.
I think my first comment got lost (my bad)…
Kelly – This poem moves and shakes and stirs me, in its earthy holy beauty, its mystery and truth. This is my favorite of your poems, for I found myself with nothing to say at the end of it, but "Whooooa." Thank you, poet friend.
I'm so glad this spoke to you, Amber. I've been holding on to this truth (as I can) that I am not the things that happen in my life, but the depths of me are held and kept in the wholeness and love of God. May you know the same.
Kelly, I don't know which one I like better, the poem or the comment above. 🙂 -Both wonderful and true. I am thankful for you and the read!.