Darker than the Deepest Sea

As this year nears the end, I thought sharing this poem again (though slightly revised) would be timely as we slowly glide into a new beginning…

I view life like a package wrapped in celebratory paper.
The matching ribbons fascinate in their delicate,
entwined camaraderie, so fingers gently unravel,
heartbeat increases from excitement of what will
be found. We lift the lid, peek inside,
our inner child moves to the forefront of our minds.

But we must remember that unlike recyclable paper,
the gift of life cannot be tossed back into the universe.
There is no spare awaiting on the sidelines,
and we should be mindful that the contents require
tenderness with a set of instructions solely
for the recipient, each one of us individually,
as visible as a red rose in a garden of white daisies…

because we are beautifully unique.

Then once we have absorbed the guidelines,
following them with gratitude and tenacity,
the purpose of our gift will reveal itself
as naturally as moonlight on a night
darker than the deepest sea.

Β© Lauren Scott, baydreamerwrites.com – All rights reserved.
I’ve used this rose before from our garden, but roses seem
to signify many things, and gratitude is one meaning for
this light pink shade.

49 thoughts on “Darker than the Deepest Sea

    1. Thank you for your lovely words, Michele, and I am thrilled you are reading my book. I hope my memories keep you good company on these cozy nights and that you truly enjoy my book. Reading your comment on this Friday morning was the perfect start to my day and weekend. ❀️

      1. My pleasure to comment and order your book, Lauren. Seems a perfect time of year to enjoy your gem, with a cup of hot tea. 😊 I am happy to read that I delivered a perfect start to your day. How wonderful! πŸ’—

    1. Thanks for your beautiful words, Diana. Life is a gift, but I think when frustration sets in, it’s easy to forget, so a reminder is good now and then. Especially during this season with even more hustle and bustle.
      I send the same wishes to you.
      Happy Holidays! β€οΈπŸŽ„

  1. β€œthe purpose of our gift will reveal itself
    as naturally as moonlight on a night
    darker than the deepest sea.” I love that. Gorgeous write, Lauren. πŸ₯° Happy Holidays! πŸŽ„β„οΈπŸ’š

    1. Thanks so much for your beautiful comment, Jeff, and I’m glad you like the ending. I’m also happy our blogs found each other this year. πŸ™‚ Wishing you and your family a wonderful holiday season and a blessed New Year. πŸŽ„β„οΈβ€οΈπŸŽ‰

  2. Your words penetrate deeply Lauren and are so beautifully delivered… a gift to the senses truly!
    Love this “the purpose of our gift will reveal itself
    as naturally as moonlight on a night
    darker than the deepest sea.”
    πŸ’—πŸ’žβ£οΈ

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  4. Dear Lauren,

    I have been away far, far too long from this, your divine place of wisdom! Life has made me much too engaged and committed, however, that is me.

    Your words breathe pastures of love, life, and contentment; so deeply inspiring. I truly hope your words here are far-reaching as I feel that much of our purpose in writing is to inspire and encourage, to have and embrace the faith and hope that fuels our internal fire. Your purpose is perfectly clear! May 2023 bring us all greater happiness, health, and well-being.

    1. Life has its way, doesn’t it, Don? I’m in the same boat, slowly visiting blogs, and blazing through others when time feels more generous. Thank you for your lovely and poetic words. You are so kind and I hope my words are far-reaching like you said. We all hope for that as we share our thoughts and experiences. I appreciate your visit and wish you the same in this new year!

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