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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Higgins Avatar
November 7, 2008 at 5:22 AM
Beautifully laid out and written Nigel. The beauty and the fragile. I love the comaprison and the language used in the piece. great job always. Chris
Torres Avatar
November 6, 2008 at 2:44 PM
Nigel this is wonderful. From butterfly's to Eggs. What great metaphores and associations you have penned. Well thought of Nigel really enjoyed. God bless you my brother. Michael Torres
Gorelick Avatar
November 6, 2008 at 12:08 PM
Now this is why I agonize over ideas. This one is spectacular..Eggs and Agates..who would have thought..why Nigel of course! Love, BG
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