the slightest irritation
can aggravate my life
bringing cause for anger
resentments, pain and strife

pondering occasions
on how they do unfold
it’s not the mass vibrations
but more or less the load

please tell me how an oyster
made of shell and slime
can produce a product
with beauty for all time

now if this mere crustacean
can handle bits of sand
as easily as waiting
and making it so grand

so it is my own actions
of me looking aimlessly
thru the grains and sands of time
preventing me to see

that it’s pearls of wisdom
that I should string in-line
reflecting all their brilliance
allowing me to shine

Copyright © 2007 Ronald J. Edwards