There lies before my very eyes,
A field of flowers, so easy to recognize,
What beauty mutiplied time and again with the perimeter of the field,
Sharing a moment of time a certain season that has a time of yield,
A gratifying sight that will come and go,
Pretty soon the field may be covered with snow.
But a field of pearls is a different sight to behold,
For the beauty is timeless and hidden and as priceless as gold,
Such a field calls us to explore,
After finding a peral it is only natural to see if we can find more,
And so the pearls of life are there for us to find each day time and time again,
There is one requirement, however, to find pearls in the field of life all we have to do is to look for them,
Come rain or shine,
There are pearls of truth about life for us to find with time.
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