You Delicate Pearl Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

A thought sparked and ran
I see, but I could not choose
to run with it too

my clarity came
pure, and immorally true
how I, endure you

the loss of earth's veil
the sounds of spreading pulse through
my pain within me

I touch your other
Its presence is love I've known
above the right storms

one is gently soft
one of a delicate girl
hiding her being

being hidden now
sharply forbidden that pearl
it, ought to be found

one was never coy
the knife, a seeker; like you
you and I life seek

just this once be found
no longer hidden from me
you, delicate pearl...