Comment on Sailing on a Ship of Thought by Touch2Touch

I’m not sure there IS an answer, Madhu. Shakespeare invented lots of things, but didn’t answer questions!
You wander all over the outer globe, so maybe together we can wander also in some inner universe and speculate:
Oysters grow pearls — down in the sea, bodies grow pearls? — his precious eyes, transmuted? —
Over to you?
Or we can rest in the poetry, and not worry too much about the sense!
(Maybe the best thing to do with poetry