The Seashell and the Child....

As the tides slowly recede Remnants left upon the shore Reflecting beneath the sunlight That bathes them now, from beyond the once obscure depths Shimmering and glistening, souvenirs to soon be found and held By the eager eyes of a childs tender hands Whom shall rescue them, from their once solitude No longer their existence without a purpose For a gleeful heart will bring them home To be treasured, for countless years to come And the tales which they shall both then share Within the smiling whispers amid the night Innocence of purities never ceasing hearts Still capable of dreaming, all things beautiful and true Enchatings impossible, beyond the imaginaries of hope Stories from the waters, that washed them across all time Into the warmth of a perfect child That breathed the breath of belonging, for them both Through the many magical wonders, of unsullied sight Thousands of years upon their journies, to this destiny they have arrived Beneath the glories of Heavens always knowing Their fate, and their final resting place In the softness of the endlessness, of the majestical splendors of a child Where through they crossed these dark and murkened currents, to someday arrive To be loved within restoration, was their longing and belief All along as they journied, through this realm of translucent space This place between nothing, toward these havens of faith Dlivered from the shadows, into the light of conditions no more Belonging to their finding, a million stories to be unveiled To the amazement of a child, whom saw their reason from afar As with joy they embraced them, and held them close to their heart Cast upon the shores, glittering treasures beneath this sun Gathered by the hands, of a perfect one Beyond the night, it was love, that finally won The reasons for it all, wrapped eternally, within the purities from above.... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Seashell and The Child