Unbroken

Unbroken is knowing
a pearl necklace has an infinite
number of beads even if you
can only see the ones in your
hand. Some creature is creating,
another is gathering, another
is stringing, pearls.

You and I can keep praying,
 pushing their smooth
roundness through our fingers,
at times, on our knees,
and trust, trust the pearls will
keep coming. And feel a kind
of comfort like being held,
as our fingers drift
past the string holding them
 all together.