Magical shells poem

Underneath the vast, magical ocean spells,

there are little magical shells.

Some big, some small,

just like people some short, some tall.

A few untouched,

but most are broken and patched.

Under the bright sun,

we shine.

Under the waves of this world,

remember what we’re told:

that the water is cold

but all shells stand strong.

Each one,

with a beautiful soul,

in this big world.

ikigai scuba

2026