there are some things –
superficial –
easily seen by –
everyone –
anyone!
those things characterize,
silhouette by
shape,
by sound.
deeper though –
seen scantly,
like constellations through broken clouds –
there are those more personal things,
like pearls…
we search,
and probe.
picking over –
breaking down.
looking desperately for that great prize.
and in the end –
missing out on the most precious jewels.
cast away,
like broken shells –
we clutter the beaches of life!
standing too close to the edge 