Treasures hide beneath the waves, Searching for silver, ancient gold, Maybe some coins from ships of old. Walking along a storm swept beach, Plastic and garbage among the sea grass, With brilliant shine a piece of sea glass. Still a treasure in its own right, A broken remnant of origin unknown, Its ravished beauty standingContinue reading “Sea Glass”
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Rubble
You call it rubble;A heap of rocks.I see a treasure trove.Pick up a rock.Can you feel the energy?Millions of years in the palm of your hand.Look at the colors, the patterns;There is a golden shimmer in this one;A crystal clarity in that one.Each calls to me;Wanting to tell its story.