This be the cup, brimming fathoms of nectar
This, the well that flows from forever
This be the saltcellar, trencher of tears,
and also the teardrop, stone-wept from ocean
This be the stone, lost among cairns,
and there, another, hidden in middens
This be the hull that casts off its seed—
thus grows the reef, encrusted with life—
This, ancient vessel, anchored to reef,
This be the ark where life resides
and this, tiny cradle, bearer of treasure,
This be the oyster, slow-rocked by tides.