The Oyster

Oyster lives his life in the dark
Never fully understanding the chaos around him
Day and night the same, he lacks purpose except to keep living
And the world continues as he sits in lonely seclusion
Solitary confinement, life imprisoned
Until the day a harsh tide blows a tiny spec of Sand into his universe
Scratchy, uncomfortable, welcomed
Sand has a new forever, and Oyster a companion for life.
The two begin a matrimony that is neither seen nor understood
The busy world around completely unaware
Sometimes Oyster gets irritated with Sand
Often Sand feels suffocated by Oyster
But one never thinks about living without the other
The years are hard, the daily grind unrelenting
But they are building a future together.
One day, the Oyster stretches it's body after a long nap
And lets a single ray of full moon's grace into it's home
And the reflection from Sand is blinding
The world gets a glimpse of Sand's true beauty
And it is revealed what Oyster has known all along.
That Sand isn't just like all the rest, because this sand
Is his Pearl.




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