What washes ashore
is emerald green,
no sharp edges,
just a piece of
sea glass to remind
us that rough
waters can turn
a broken bottle
into something
soft along the rim,
transparent at
heart, beautiful
in the same way
that softening
opens us to life after
hardship.
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This is just perfect 💕
ooh! yes