Pearls in an oyster shell

Strings of human pearls

like particles of sand,

 

captured between worlds of life  

in the oyster’s shell...

 

 If its our imperfections

which connect us in the now

 

to the rest of the souls in humanity

and it takes forgiveness to make us whole

 

if it is life’s purpose in revealing our limitations,

that get us started on the road of self control

 

as we tell our life stories and let our position among the stars

guide our inspirations from one point to the next

 

with a gift which we call insight become written into the script

and if we earnestly try to do our best

 

each step on our journey

as we share in these moments

 

in our efforts to protect the innocent soul beings,

assigned here with us

 

as we find ourselves returning from the lost,

by some miracle called hope

 

as we walk along this pathway together

adrift upon the river of light between the stars

 

reaching from the beginning of time

to the end of who it is we are to become

t

o witness life’s secret fluidic energies in motion

in each moment of our present life design

 

realigned to the possibilities we seek to find

which bring us to this focal point of time and light

 

with which we live our now…

With love and tenderness

 

we came into this  world twice blessed...

first; the possibility exists for us somehow

 

despite the odds to make this world a better place to live

and if we learn our lessons we'll pass our final test

 

perhaps there will come to be

a story about one of our attributes

 

worthy of mention in the best interest of humanity

despite the steady rain of suffering, pain and death

 

to give another soul a hope to hold on to

with a chance at happiness

 

our battle scars are war  wounds

in the battle across eternity against the soul thief

 

while we have each other in reflection

and if you listen carefully

 

you can hear the subtle whispers of the qualities

which make each one of us special and unique

 

and if by chance you and i are counted among the ones ,

still hoping to make a mark worthy of mention

 

before our last breath is released

to benefit the next wave of brave spirits

 

who'll cross the river of souls

to take our place

 

Those who choose to live

Encapsulated

 

With the pearl essence 

of spiritual relief

 

A world of perfect, 

imperfection

 

Outside the belly

of the beast

 

as our life essence

distilled to pure love

 

dances with the sunlight

 

condenses into the spring

of nourishing energies

 

of which we may all 

freely take our fill...

 

and together

find our 

 

peace.

 

C2