sparkly, shiny, shimmering jewels…

from origins unknown… 

appearing before me…

in heaps and bounds. 

colors unimagined reveal themselves,

their light refract and reflect off smooth surfaces.

they form a large hill, filling a chamber wall-to-wall.

at the very top sits an especially astounding jewel.

a dynamic, glowing triangular prism of every hue,

like a dancing rainbow trapped in a glossy cage.

its sharp edges shine the brightest, 

and unlike every other jewel,

it produces a vibrant, crystallic sound…

like melodic shrieking in a cave of glass.

the reverb shakes my bones,

compelling me to come closer.

as i climb the pile of jewels, 

my eyes remain transfixed on this particular beauty.

it speaks to me in a foreign language,

tonally i can translate its intentions:

DESIRE.

that begins to chant in my brain.

the jewel’s shrieking grows louder…

and nearer… until… 

i’m within arms reach.

and from within the jewel,

a shadowy figure moves amongst waves of rainbow. 

are they stuck? trapped? alone? 

i pick it up, and the shrieking ends. 

the shadow disappears. the glowing fades away. 

i shake the jewel, desperate to recover its magic,

but in a matter of moments, it becomes just a rock. 

i bring it down with me to the floor of the chamber, 

it feels heavier than expected.

yet all of its charm eludes my grasp.