The Oyster's Treasure Trove

Beneath the waves, beneath the stars, Beneath the sunshine, too, We'll find the raging tidal bars That fill the oceans through. In yonder depths, the oyster's shell Holds fast its prize within... For there it rests, content to swell, Its wonders to begin. The pearl exists without a care Inside its Mother's arms... Engulfed in softness, time to spare And safe from Nature's harms. And so it grows, till divers swim The depths that air departs... For there, where light itself must dim, Are secrets that bless hearts... The oyster rises to the sun Where Man is known to live. The pearl is prized out by someone, Its special home to give. Sometimes in silver it's been set... Sometimes it's blessed by gold. If so, it's lost all past regret... What beauty we behold! Across the world the ring is flown Within its precious case. It's sold on TV where it's shown Exquisitely with grace! A husband buys it for his wife To celebrate their love And so she wears it through her life With thanks to God above...