The Crystalline Shard
Of all the beautiful things,
Of all the beautiful things in the world,None enkindled so brightly as The crystalline shard. And Of all the inspiring things,
Of all the inspiring things in the world,None presented so gallantly as The crystalline shard. And Of all the glamorous things,
Of all the glamorous things in the world,None advanced so elegantly as The crystalline shard It's depth to behold, so intelligently Moving one to the deepest of thoughts in an instant and retracting back through seemingly infinite universes... Such an engrossing object Of all the propitious things That make it confect The many paths of a wellspring Running deeply and commencing so precipitously That ascension or descension is nigh; Won't touch the crystalline shard Ascension is underway This very day he seeks to put away His desire for the shards beauty; He must swim through its many springs Diving through the waves; He must find the correct flexions To solicit the opening of connections Of the million facets of this crystalline object Can't touch the crystalline shard Precipice reached, Journey complete, He's found the shard! Now only to remove it from its embedding; Immovable! He's flummoxed After a journey to this summit He's brought no tools to pluck it From its engrained perch in so much stone; Don't touch the crystalline shard... He moves with his hand To bring a timely end To his search for the shard; Upon adroitly gathering his wits He attempts to remove the shard by hand And in this moment he's lost again; He's ejected with so much clever fervor by the shard: Down the spring, Down the mountain, To the base of it, where it all began. He gets up once more, Wipes the dirt from his clothes; Continues his journey back up the mountain Head and heart full of prose To once again win this shard he'd had in his hand So many years ago. Never truly realizing the lesson anew: DON'T TOUCH THE SHARD! ...the shard touches you.