By Lisa Huddleston

 

 My Pearl

 Unknown, unseen, forever undisclosed

lies my pearl of great price

A piece of broken shell

A tiny grain of sand

A gravelly pebble in my shoe

A fleeting thought

A sweet dream

A tender brush against my arm

A look

A word

A touch

Covered with Truth

Layer upon layer

Coated until all the edges are smoothed

but not forgotten

To dull the pain of sacrifice

To bury the lie of possibility

To erase the hope of what can never be

An opalescent reflection of true love

and the costly creation of beauty’s compensation

The forever hidden treasure of

a life that is not my own

Yet is daily mine to live

A single, perfect, priceless pearl