pearl

It must be buried deep. It is hard to even tell what it is, but I need to admit the pull. I suspect I own this barren field for a reason. I always hope the next big storm will bring up a bone or something, but I suspect this secret is buried deeper and more intentionally that time could do even with brother age helping.

Line upon line, what was has already twisted beyond recognition now. What is would have never been expected nor what will be...