There's beauty in the smallest pearl--
the darkest grain of sand--
the cry of eagle and of lark--
the curve of sea and land--
I have seen it in the human heart --
within it, folded down:
beauty --deep as could be hid--
the Pearl Diver found.
Pine Hill Navajo Indian Reservation, New Mexico
Copyright © Judyth Vary Baker | Year Posted 2009
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