From this fragile little girl, a titan would come out
You were taken out of the earth, you were a shapeless mass, dirty and not attracting the eye.
The world saw you and felt that you were worthless, that you did not deserve any attention.
But He saw you, This man, He said to himself that there was more under this mud, there was more under this appearance of hardness, coldness and opacity.
You are a diamond, a tiny little stone, hidden under this mass misshapen and dull.
Inside you are bursting with light, but no one sees it because it cannot pierce this heap that crushes you.
But He sees you and works patiently to rid you of all these shades. He is not going fast, He is not going to take the risk of damaging the precious stone that you are. He works, strips you of all this heaviness so that you can finally see the light and your magnificence be known to all.
We pulled you out of the sticky waltz at the bottom of the ocean.
You were bathed in this viscous, gelatinous substance.
At first glance, we were put off, disgusted.
Him, He took the trouble to look beyond.
He saw a perfect little round shape.
A piece of paradise, a pearl.