Pearl

The water laps against my legs
as I stare at the shells
once filled with pearls.

The salty breeze
scratches my face
and sprays dirty water in my eyes.

A man hands me a paper
to wipe my eyes.
The words written on it makes me stop.

Repent and Forgive
Let Live and Leave Alone
See the Light and Walk Beside It

It's folded and in my pocket.
The ink staining my jeans
in the next wash.

The crunch of my feet
on the speckles of glass
irks me as I wander.

Aimless as the starfish
searching for food
to keep it alive.

The mountain of rock,
jagged and littered with nails,
beckons me to climb.

Foolish is the sun
as it dances in my eyes,
leaving little babies to cloud my vision.

I trip and skin my knees.
Indentations of rock in my hand;
closing my hand erases the picture

The wind tickles my nose
as I look at the sea.
Nothing profound is in that sunset.

Moving back down
to the other side.
The grass is much greener.

I smell of salt
and sand and beach,
All very disgusting to me.

Tilting my head
sends the world crashing
as my laughter rings solemnly.

My smile traces the
curve of the sail boat
as it chugs toward land.

Red has laced my shoulders
as they rest,
sending shivers of heat down.

Toes curl at the birds,
misleading them to think
that they are food.

A myriad of swells
poke my eyes,
but are trifles on my search.

Dogs paws scatter
behind my lifting feet
as my collar jingles lightly.

My eyes glaze over
at the ignorance of
the catfish.

I dig a hole in the sand
as the water sings me a lullaby.
I become a pearl by morning