Stripped away
To the last kernel
Of self,
Nonchalantly tossed
Into the foaming sea,
A grain of sand lost
In salt-soaked ecstasy,
Eaten up,
Shuttered in the clam
Of fate,
Aggravated and lost
In a solitary revery,
A pearl was formed
Beneath the foaming sea.
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A pearl was formed,
A pearl was formed,
A pearl was formed
By the pressure and pain
Of the timeless, raging sea,
A single impertinent grain
Remaining decent
Against the descent
Into the frothing waves
That overtake the graves
Of a silent eternity
Beneath the timeless, raging sea.
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A pearl was formed.
About the Creator
C. Rommial Butler
C. Rommial Butler is a writer, musician and philosopher from Indianapolis, IN. His works can be found online through multiple streaming services and booksellers.
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