MARIA STEN

ACTRESS · WRITER · PRODUCER.

IN THE DARK - PART VII

PEARL.

Down. Down. 
Way down we  go.
Deep in the dark waters, diving to what we don't know.
There is no light but the light from within,
There is no up or down, no fleeting sound but the sound of my heart,
Searching for a place to give in.
And there, in the black masses, a light flickers back.
A pure, white gleam, the safety I lack.
I push further down, push to find it before I drown,
Before the current takes my last breath
And fills me with troubles of the past,
Before the masses get me, I grasp.
My hand safely finds the soft edges of your shell.
My lips pry it open, whispering secrets I could never tell.
The white light blinds me, its rare breed saves me from the black.
I hold it, keep it, care for it, saving it right back.
Off to the surface, back to be a different kind of girl,
With a heart that holds together for the treasure of a rare and magic pearl.