The Seashell and the Child....
As the tides slowly recede
Remnants left upon the shore
Reflecting beneath the sunlight
That bathes them now, from beyond the once obscure depths
Shimmering and glistening, souvenirs to soon be found and held
By the eager eyes of a childs tender hands
Whom shall rescue them, from their once solitude
No longer their existence without a purpose
For a gleeful heart will bring them home
To be treasured, for countless years to come
And the tales which they shall both then share
Within the smiling whispers amid the night
Innocence of purities never ceasing hearts
Still capable of dreaming, all things beautiful and true
Enchatings impossible, beyond the imaginaries of hope
Stories from the waters, that washed them across all time
Into the warmth of a perfect child
That breathed the breath of belonging, for them both
Through the many magical wonders, of unsullied sight
Thousands of years upon their journies, to this destiny they have arrived
Beneath the glories of Heavens always knowing
Their fate, and their final resting place
In the softness of the endlessness, of the majestical splendors of a child
Where through they crossed these dark and murkened currents, to someday arrive
To be loved within restoration, was their longing and belief
All along as they journied, through this realm of translucent space
This place between nothing, toward these havens of faith
Dlivered from the shadows, into the light of conditions no more
Belonging to their finding, a million stories to be unveiled
To the amazement of a child, whom saw their reason from afar
As with joy they embraced them, and held them close to their heart
Cast upon the shores, glittering treasures beneath this sun
Gathered by the hands, of a perfect one
Beyond the night, it was love, that finally won
The reasons for it all, wrapped eternally, within the purities from above....
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The Seashell and The Child
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