Pearl Diving

Meager thoughts, meager talents. In love with life, too brain bound to write it. Wait, there is one now! A pearl in the dreck. Found by a synapse, uncovered by a warm shower, carefully, carefully, carefully, culled out from the muck and the dull. Carefully wrapped in an ego of thought that this might be a pearl left, unthought. Carefully carried through mundane daily duties. Unwrapped and gazed at, polished and refined, putting off writing until just the right time. Lost in a moment, down the grates of a mind, at the words, "Daddy...Daddy!"