Sea Glass

SEA GLASS Along the sands so damp and brown, A piece of sea glass, smooth and round, A jewel, a gem, a precious stone, Gifted by tides it lies alone. A haven; safe after years at sea, Tumbling, diving then floating free, Taken by tides and shaken by storms, Tossed back and forth until transformed From a shard of glass, a broken piece Discarded, unwanted but now released From turbulent depths to a place of peace, Frosted and gleaming in the light. An achievement to reach, at last, dry land. Such a perilous journey from sand to sand.