Precious Stone

A queen’s devotion for her men Was rewarded many times again, They quested for precious things with endurance like emeralds, Prisms of green light, or rubies Red honor guards, and malachites, The pureness of diamonds that Broke down the strength of light. How you shine when you smile, Natural pearls cannot know Your gift, your sweet and open heart, Worth its weight in silver and gold. My tired, travelled hope, so low, Is rising now, from the unknown Healing like the tiger’s eye, passion Spins for you, my precious stone.