The journey of the shell is long,
Long enough to say that it was a traveler all along.
The shell begins its travel under the sea :
It moves again and again, in the sand
Life begins with the water and its beauty
And the shell rolls like the carousel of this land.
Then the shell experiences the air
For the first time it is tossed like a merry-go-round
By the wind that seems to go nowhere
And the shell discovers the beach and all its sounds
Finally the shell is taken by a hand
Only to hear that it will be beautiful again
And it has to say goodbye to its ancient home
Not knowing it belongs to a magical metronome
The shell ends up in a lighthouse of peace and joy
In which it feels something in its body
The hand was painting all this radiancy
And the shell was displayed for the world to enjoy
Its authenticity
And its alchemy.
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Collection of Mystical Poetry
PoesiaHere you will find a collection of english poetry. It will deal with such themes as empowerment, nature, feminism, open mindsets or spirituality.