People love you likea diamond in their hand.
In awe of the brilliance they hold
but can never possess.
You appear to them
like daybreak in a dirt tunnel.
Like lightning in a clearing.
Like high noon to a drunkard.
Sudden.
People love you like
a diamond in the palm
of a pauper.
Unable to believe
their good fortune.
Astounded by
your clarity.
Priceless.
Cutting through glass and
closely held beliefs
with involuntary ease.
And a hardness known only to those
who grip fearlessly,
desperately.
I know that diamond all too well.
A girl's best friend.
Superlative in qualities.
Blinding all who lay eyes on it
as you reflect their own light.
Sparkling.
The only way to love a diamond?
Hang on tightly.
Let go lightly.
Inspired by Dame Shirley Bassey
2 comments:
Perfectly illustrated. thx... One Love.
There is no such thing as a flawless diamond. The beauty of it is a result of cutting and polishing into something that appears to be perfection. It is senseless to 'love ' a diamond in my humble opinion. Appreciate? Yes. But not much more than that. Possession of anything begins in the mind- and people tend to love what they believe they own, when it may never be theirs to begin with. That's why you should know how to behold something so truly beautiful while understanding that it can slip from your hands. Hanging on tightly, letting go lightly means simply cherishing what you once held- but allowing it to serve its purpose and allow others to benefit should it make its way into their hands eventually. Cycles, ciphers, circles of life. That is what is truly priceless.
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