Seashells by the Seashore

I am "I live, I crawl, I love" 
Free as wind, wild as fire
In spending my days in the ocean’s arms
Comes my story, more than meets the eye

Now and then I crave for new
Abode to fit my growing limbs and toes
Some shells that snails leave far behind
Second-hand home for me to thrive

See, I never had a shell I own

But still I live the way I love

Though I don't settle for one true home

My loyalty for nature is strong as the sun

So don’t you judge and call me things

That I am not, cos I won't yield

Things just come and go

I need to move on to be alive

But too, sometimes, I'm afraid  that I

Would one day lose this shelter I outgrown to love

It may soon break, wither, or crack

Or someone else claims this shell I’m at

PHOTO  taken at Diguisit Coral Beach, 3rd of May 2014

WORDS lifted from circa 2006