Traveled through unknown dark depths of ocean.

Flowed out to mix with other big and small in shallow waters. Salty waters dried-up soon, rather forcefully, only to lay me there stray. A spade picked me up on a hot day, with fairly smooth sand as companion to land at a creation site; to get crushed, fused with concrete, later soon. A pair of tender hands there picked me up, added colors, decorated me for a new beginning; only be given away as a gift, to the well-known.