The Holy Pearl: A #Poem


Ocean deep
Where mysteries creep
Sunk low to the bottom
Lost and forgotten


Until the light
Shines bright
On the open shell
Story upon story she could tell

Fish and anemone are puzzled
The light, its source leaves them befuddled
Unsure who to follow
They now can see, as much as the shy oyster will allow


Alone, nestled in between rocks
Safe from predators and those who mock
Unknowingly opening wide
Baring her soul inside

A power unseen
Her single pearl
Smooth as a baby’s curl


“What remarks they will chide
All this time I tried to hide.”
A voice unmuffled by the sea:
The pearl is a holy light placed inside thee


“Oh no, that must be a mistake.
I cannot possibly be the way to make
These dark cove shadows bright
Unveiling all unsightly sights.”

You are mistaken
Not forsaken
I chose you
For my power to move through

Left to wonder
Hidden once again, thick in seaweed
“Was God really talking to me?”


Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. When he found one of great value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought it (Matthew 13:45-46).


Welcome! I have so many thoughts and themes swirling in my soul about this poem. I am curious about you. What are you left with after taking this in? Feel free to start a conversation in the comments.

Heading to the beach for a few days. I am looking forward to what words Jesus will fill me with while I am gone. I will see you back here toward the end of the week.

May God bless you today,



2 thoughts on “The Holy Pearl: A #Poem

  1. This is just beautiful Julie. OH, may we believe what the Lord has spoken in and over us! He has planted that pearl of great price within us–amen, how can it be? Have a wonderful and blessed time at the beach!

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