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The baby turtle


Enveloped in the comforting securing warmth of a blinding opal,

 

I lay comfortably in the solid fragileness of my shell,

 

The only world I ever knew,

 

A world in serenity and calm full bliss.

 

Suddenly, blinding ropes of pearl blades ripple across my familiar covering,

 

And explode into a blast of brilliant blinding diamonds.

 

As I look at the golden dust capturing the ensnaring colors of the sky,

 

Imprinting their glittering shadows of red, green and blue,

 

And as I discover this new world I see others around me, discovering all the same,

 

An uncertain future for all of us, a new beginning.

 

Then I see a shining pearl of sapphires, slipping over the sand, taking us in,

 

And as the water hits me, I also discover a new universe of hidden mysteries, and glistening whispers floating to the surface

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