Philanthropist
Covalent splinters and the promise of hope.
Cascading delights draped in the deep dew drops of a dragon's eye.
Crafty clumps of crumpled carbon; glittering, glistening lights.
A proposal from the shining specs, encrusted about the facade.
Cracks and crevices as deep as the sorrows that we hold.
It catches your eye like a ball player,
take it home in pride.
Made for a man on the other side of the country as a side-quest for a cult that I was in. This poem was my attempt at describing a large quartz crystal that was a gift for this philanthropist man.