Fathoms and leagues, down in the
deep,nurtured and cared, in
nature's wombI
grew.Growing and shaping, in elegance and grace,
safely stowed from
hungry eyes,I
lay.Moving, fathoms up in a diver's
haul,remain in expectation,
having no goal,I
wasstripped and ripped, bared,
before the world,
prized as a gemI
am,The Pearl.
