Whisper of the Opal

born from rain and fire’s embrace a captured storm, a veil of lace shifting hues in liquid light dancing secrets, dark and bright whispers stir in hidden gleam opal dreams in pearly streams shadows ripple, colors wake a silent spell the stones forsake moonlight spills through spectral veins soft as echoes, lost remains a gem of stories, old and deep where shattered rainbows softly sleep