Love is the key that opens every door


THE PEARL AND THE DIVER
by Linda Munday

Just like an oyster the voice had said, from somewhere deep inside
It was just a whisper voice
and one that had not lied
A lonely oyster on the sand, in a deep and watery grave
Where current tides and stormy sea
merciless remiss to save
The sand it grazed the tight-lipped shell, as it oozed its salty tears
Sea tossed it on the sandy bed
for countless crying years
A crusty shell encased its heart, like sentinal on guard
Protecting the soft flesh inside
with its barricade so hard
A diver found the shell on day, and took it up above
Into strange world for oyster shell
into a world of love
The salty depths were left behind, there came a brilliant light
So shielding self from sudden shock
shell gripped its rim more tight
Prising open carefully, with gentle flicks of blade
Within the heart of softest flesh
the treasure was displayed
A pearlish heart with lustrous glow, had grown throughout the years
Gone sandy bed, and hardened shell
no longer crying salty tears.