Rick My Shell Seeker

I met a shell seeker once

his eyes scanned the sea horizon

and he saw and found things I did not understand then

Always, the shells were imperfect and had unique spirals at the tops

he would hide them in his hand and breathe life into the broken parts

When I saw them, I could see all the beauty he found in the imperfection

I hold my shell seeker close in my heart

sometimes it feels as if his heart is helping mine to beat

When I needed to it felt as if I could crawl inside him and rest for a while

I look at all the stars in the sky, reflecting in the water

with their shimmer and changing shape

and I too will move with these ocean waters

I hope he holds me like the imperfect shell and breaths life into my broken places