Plunge deep into the blue sea,
A mystery awaits your arrival…
In the womb of immaculate shell
Lays a thing as sanctified as an apostle
A piece of pious beauty…a pearl
It peeps for your hands to reach it.
It has a story of its own
Concealed in it is the chronicle of pain, a yearn of life
This yearn has added leaps and bounds to its beauty
People say it’s inanimate, an embodiment of passive beauty
Can a thing which itself unveils the tale of its evolution be inanimate?
It lies hidden in the heart of the sea
Having seen the sea in and out of its varied moods
Having confronted the wrath of puissant sea during the tempest
It also witnessed the tender love of its waves
Nurturing and sheltering it like a guardian angel …
It has in store for you all such untold truths about its abode
The entire anecdote of its life to disclose unto you
Just yours for years, decades and ages
Waiting patiently for you to seek it
Pay it the reward of all the yearns it had confronted
Be a patient listener to its unheard accounts
And make it worth it…
Reveal its pristine exquisiteness onto the entire human clan
Make it the pride of the temptress of Adam
Just open it….reveal it…discover it...
