It isn’t always down to the grit,whatever they say.
Some pearls are ‘cultured’ -
seeded, a bead at the centre
A seed of hope -not knowing what will be learnt and unlearnt,
a seed of faith -
able to stretch and hold
both joy and pain,
a seed of love -
there as a first beginning.
Love, adding a layer, year by yeareach with its own lustre
lit by all we have shared -
homes, people, children
challenge and call,
despair and delight,
layers coloured more deeply
as light falls through each one.
A pearl beyond pricemade not of nacre’s sheen
but grown from grace.
A wonder and a source of praise -
another on the never ending string
formed in human hearts and lives,
all held in the ocean’s deepest depths of love.