Crystal Egg
Wise man offered rare crystal stone
carnelian egg in bright orange hue,
known to rejuvenate one’s home
its power was said to clear the view,
and guard chi from negative moods.
When hubby roared and slammed the door;
I held the egg to cast out feuds,
his grumbling turned into a purr.
Chanting on it like myth’s refrain,
most valued gem, polished to glow;
till sweet mate grew batty again,
prized egg, he dug under deep snow.
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*chi--- energy force
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