Sea of Memories

Milky blue patterns swirl along the top,
Smooth edges without a crack or bump,
A beautiful object that came from the sea
Maybe memories swirl along the top,
Hidden within the patterns.
Maybe those smooth edges themselves were carved by the sea.
Yet, even though it's from the sea,
It reminds me of the sky.

My memories themselves I feel hidden within
This strange yet undaunting object.
I feel the smooth edge, smooth as a brushed cat's coat
I feel the swirls, as calming as those in the milky way ,
Maybe indeed that's where they’re from.

This Dauntless feeling,
As if passed down through generations,
Fills my veins when my finger meets the top,
This strange object,
Anciently carved by generations of waves,
Could only be a sea-shell,
With the entire sea hidden with.