November 18th, 2009

in the beginning
perfect in form
smooth
adrift in the sea
CRASH!
broken shards
sharp
tossed, turned
steady onslaught
exposed
vulnerable
washed ashore
tired
worn
smooth
a new form
a thing of beauty
treasure

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One Response to “sea glass”

Aunty Evil Says:

Ah you poor thing.

But remember, the treasure that lays on the beach untouched for a while eventually gets picked up by someone who sees its value, (not monetary! but a personal value) and takes it to a place where it will be appreciated.