Wisdom's beauty knows not the Sands of Time.

‘Tis why the pearl is set forth as divine.

Hidden away, whilst sand is shaped like clay

Molded and loved as if kissed from above.

Unlike a diamond carved to creation

Reflecting the hand of master making

Radiating richness into the air.

Born from a speck, pearls light you ne’er forget.

She, illuminated from deep within.

Need not the brilliant sun to bend on whim.

For she glows on the warmth of one's own skin.

Hailed as wisdom for ‘tis shaped over time

Knowledge in the mind becomes the divine.

Therefore, holding the pearl atop the crown.

enables subtle wisdom to flow down.

A small gem from within the Sands of Time.