Wednesday, April 24, 2013

The Sacred Spirit from the Sea

We carried home multi-hued seashells, a gift from The Sacred Spirit in our seas.
Some have been broken to manifest the wings of the angels we can readily see.
Some have been ground down to manifest the delicately silvered mother-of pearl.
Some are bonded with others, never to be individually or collectively unfurled.

These permutations of our natural world remind us of the varieties allowed
In a universe in which only humans are, with complete freedom, endowed.
We can choose to bond to others, of our mirror images or not related;
That humans need common goals should not be ignored or underrated.

We worked together to sort shells into complimentary groups and pairs;
This is a function of humanity about which The Sacred Spirit didn't care.
The vast variety of manifestations of the glory of the universal energy
Is much too immense for us to, in one lifetime or community, fully see.

Found seashells are more precious to me than the gifts of diamonds mined;
I feel that the time spent searching with friends was a gift from The Divine.
I now have the opportunity to continue to celebrate this sacred gift;
I wish that all involved in the adventure could enjoy this creative lift.

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