There they were
… perched on a rock, surrounded by twigs and grasses.
Seashells.
A variety of seashells.

What were they doing there?
There was no ocean nearby.
No sandy shore.
And yet, there they were.
Seashells
and a little wooden star
nestled on a path in the woods.

I almost didn’t see them.
It was raining,
And I was walking quickly
to avoid the puddles and mud.

And then a question
deep within
surfaced.
“What other treasures do I miss
because I’m in a hurry
… because my thoughts are focused elsewhere?”

And I wondered
“what treasured-moments do we all miss
because our thoughts are elsewhere
… our eyes are elsewhere?”

Whoever placed those little treasures
in that place
on that rainy morning
… thank you.

A gift.
Truly
there were “Little Treasures.”

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© june maffin
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Photo taken on a path at Glenora Farm, Duncan, British Columbia, Canada