Eggs and Agates

Sometimes, when I gaze at thee I am confused by what I see Some kind of dichotomy Eggs and agates Protective shell Fragile Easily broken Fluid thoughts and emotions within Needing warmth and nurture To spark the life contained To grow To fly Eggs and agates Hard Roughened by life and time and experience Tough Dulled by doubt and thoughts of imperfection Incredible beauty within Reflective Bright Multi-coloured Shining But crystallised by judgement Eggs and agates But, these eyes that gaze at thee, Fashioned from rocks and bones and pieces of shell, Have learned to look with a different sight They see the beauty on the outside They see the beauty made manifest In all your actions In all you do They feel the beauty in the aura That surrounds you That spreads out around you That shines from you They are touched by the beauty within By your heart By your mind By your soul These eyes see The life contained within the shell The world within the agate These eyes see the whole of you