My life is an ocean
With multitude pearls
Mingled with mud around it.

My body is a ship
Sailing to the shore
That traverses one way.
My mind is the swaying anchor
That functions beyond my intelligence.
The implications of its marvelous work
Surpass my limited understanding.

My soul is the wrapped pearl
Struggling to have its birthright
To break certain bondages
To achieve uncertain liberty
Through the outlet of the body
As a butterfly from the cocoon.