True, sand is small, but causes oysters pain
It finds its way into an oyster’s heart
Although it may be just a tiny grain
Intrusion means a precious pearl will start
To oysters, sand is small, and yet it’s rough
And so they coat the sand with something smooth
The layers of their coating is enough
To blanket little blemishes, and soothe
The oyster’s pain; it’s how a pearl is made
From something small that causes such great pain?
Will sand embark on such an escapade?
Or does the oyster seek the tiny grain?
If pain can cause a precious pearl to form
Perhaps my pain is just a sandy storm.