Wednesday, January 25, 2012



By May Kwek

Seashells lie on a sandy beach
I wonder what lessons they could teach
Beauty in simple curves and swirls
And yet a perfection in nature’s world

Simplicity in its very design
With colours that makes an artist sigh
Because they are so plain and yet so perfect
That the artist wonders what skills he has lacked

Its smooth glaze is brighter than marble’s shine
It has patterns made by only lines
And yet it is so small and elegant
That we all admire it for at least a moment

And seashells are but the least
Of the wonders of the sea
That sometimes we can’t help but wonder
For what purpose could the seashell’s beauty be?

Perhaps it is a message from nature to us
That for great things big isn’t always a must
That sometimes the smallest thing in the palm of one’s hand
Is the thing that brings the greatest joy to man

But whatever its purpose
I know this
That a seashell and its beauty
Is always a gift

Copyright © 2012 by May Kwek

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