Communicating Authentically

One day when I was a child

I left my lilac house and rode

In our car to the sea.

On a faraway island

The mystic mermaids

Had tossed secret treasures

Of colored glass gems worried smooth

By the reaching white hands of the sea.

I fill an ocean of wonder

Inside my heart

With all of life’s treasures like these:

The sea glass stones from a sand castle island

And the treasure you are to me.