Summer Russell: Music

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In the beginning

My maker made me with a keen eye for perfection

A pleasing figure

A smooth face and a crystalline reflection

I was beautiful

But the years have not been kind

A broken vessel

Out of hand is out of mind

 

Now I am seaborne

I am time worn

A bit of glass beneath a century of waves

And so I gleam forth

From this cold shore

Until the day a pair of searching hands

Find something they can save

 

And so I drifted

Sometimes a lonely sailor looked to me for answers

But found no message

I was a bottle on the sea, a hollow dancer

I was beautiful

But the years have made me small

A broken vessel

Can’t help anyone at all

 

I am seaborne

I am time worn

A bit of glass beneath a century of waves

And so I gleam forth

From this cold shore

Until the day a pair of searching hands

Find something they can save

 

One day I shattered

On a stone that would not yield to my desire

To turn so stony

To be a rock like him, though I was forged in fire

I was beautiful

But so much was washed away

A broken vessel

Just a fragment now remains

 

I am seaborne

I am time worn

A bit of glass beneath a century of waves

And so I gleam forth

From this cold shore

Until the day a pair of searching hands

Find something they can save

 

A beach in winter

A lonely child with muddy feet and bright eyes

Comes seeking treasure

And finds a gleaming bit of sea-glass in the pale tide

I am beautiful

Though the years have worn me down

This broken vessel

Is a diamond to a king without a crown

 

I am seaborne

I am time worn

A bit of glass beneath a century of waves

And so I gleamed forth

From this cold shore

Until the day a pair of searching hands

Found something they could save.