a mother daughter road trip; could it have actually
been a year ago?
i think i remember she was driving up or down the coast of
life visiting a grown son with her daughter by the sea.
she had painted a clutch of oyster shells;
gingerly leaving them nestled
in unexpected niches for others to find.
this virgin of the undersea
took my breath away.
has blue ever looked so heavenly as it does
in the buttery hollow of a
finding her in a rocky grotto
glistening in the sunshine simply
an unexpected gift.
if anyone knows the maker and giver of this
please let me know so i can tell her
how her precious offering is
thank you all for sleuthing and rediscovering the tale of the virgin of the undersea.
glistening on the path of love