A Gemstone's Secret
Crystal clear pearls of the earth light passing through all the colors Growing rainbows in dark mines true grit’s face swallowing one hue growing glow reflects another Iridescent individuals of time gems of their own ambience beautiful yet unclear crystals sharing lovely colors but most greedily hold on to one vibrantly So the next time you admire one earth’s rocky pearls from the enclosed The beauty displayed is not being totally true The color seen is held captive by another * * by John Beam for METAPHOR: CRYSTAL 3/12/2014
Copyright © John Beam | Year Posted 2014
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