I am not one to wear jewelry. If I were they would be the morning’s pearls of glistening dew. Except for longevity, no diamond or pearl could hope to compare to these pearls strung together with an invisible web and twigs.  Even then, when the sun warms the string of morning pearls, are they not absorbed by the earth and air?  Who then could say they have a shorter life than diamonds or pearls?

I am not one to wear jewelry. To ponder the question of their immortality of Oneness I smile to think I too absorb the same earth and air that embodies the glistening necklace. I am not one to wear jewelry but I think perhaps I do. May their glimmer and beauty be strung upon my words, my heart, my actions, and being.