Delved from depths of earth
and crusted round in roughened stone.
Fair only faintly glimmering
where experts glance against the light:
the deeply hidden mystery.
Wrenched from home and hacked
in stolid unrelenting strokes
born lone forlornly; brutish blows
that chisel known and comfort—gone
now Bare. Exposed. Vulnerable.
Born in hands that hold
and polish buffing—taking pains.
Lusterless not lightening
earth flower budding gradual:
a brightly happ’ly brightening.
Claimed acclaimed a gem
untarnished, light, translucent, rays
from angled cuts. The crafted mirrors
reflecting—arcing! emerald light:
untarnished treasure claimed from earth