Sea Glass

Like sea glass...

 

Glass tossed as unwanted, broken, and broken some more

Tumbled, tossed, buried, rubbed, and dragged across the ocean floor.

With experience after experience,

Only to have the edges softened, brushed, smoothed, refined

Into small pieces of grace washed upon the shore.

 

Specifically combed for in the infinite grains

Found to be but a speck of nothing, discarded, waste

But when many pieces are collected and gathered together in one vessel,

There is beauty, purpose, adornment.

 

That is what life is like for me.

I am gathering the washed up, unadorned scraps off the ocean floor of life

Piece by piece, one by one,

Some are found and kept,

Some are viewed and discarded

Some even are picked up, held and later thrown back into the vast abyss of nothingness,

But all with a subtle, washed, tumbled, experienced, beauty �"

Beauty that surpasses all understanding, yet beauty.

 

Now I look for a place to include the precious, accumulated finds,

Gems - in my home, my heart, as a treasure,

Not to be hidden in a box or collected in a bag,

But in a beautiful vessel, my life,

So that I can see and all who desire to view, will be blessed.

 

Accumulated discard takes hours, months, years to find,

To comb through the infinite sands of memories, thoughts, feelings, life.

But it is worth it.

 

No one respects the work of the finder when they look at the beauty of the gathered collection,

Except the beach comber…

 And the person who has taught her to comb…and who has helped to carry the pieces …

But that is ok.

Because the beauty is defined by the beholder.

 

Some get the opportunity of the beauty of the finding,

Others get the opportunity of the beauty of the gathered collection,

And, some of us get to experience the beauty of it all.

 

There is a laborious joy in the gathering.

There is exquisite joy in the pain, history and reality of the pieces…in the process and the journey.

There is infinite joy in viewing the new totality �" an adorned collection of sea glass.

For in the viewing of the whole, the pieces become only facets in the beauty of the whole.

Reviews

[Rafia Anjum]

wow what a piece really adorable

[raindroplove]

i like it made me think of something trying to figure out what that something is ...

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

I liked it

[David W Moore III]

Of course I had to read this. This is exactly the image I was trying to conjure with the piece of sea glass that he used to skip. Fantastic delving into this image. And yes I'm sure it is a labor of love!

[Phibby Venable]

very wise and beautiful, love your images & the last four lines
bring it all together.