David L White

Pearl Plucking

Pearl Plucking

The pearls I am plucking from
the oysters of our friendship
have been those of presence,
less judgement, and peace.

To a greater degree now
I do not need things to be
different than they are.
That is like finding a rare joy.

Every. Pearl. Shiny. Perfect.

I do wish I had gotten to
this particular depth before
we began to deplete
our oxygen

… before this level of
disagreement and
dysfunction tugged on
our masks.

Here we begin again
to swim, to surface
to examine our harvest
and replenish our tanks

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(c) David L White
11/8/2017
9:39 pm