When a piece of matter – silent and effulgent
kindles in its being
the shimmering of stars…

When static elegance sways
through a crystal of clarity
and dances to the symphony of sparkles…

When planes of transparent smoothness
multiply luminescence a millionfold, and
matter turns metaphor…

When a material achieves such brilliance
that specks of light feel reborn
after cruising through its perfect form…

When a magic of nature invokes a passion
like the breath of flames
in the stillness of an ancient dawn…

then,
its something Venus would want to wear on her wedding day…
its a diamond!