You hold up the crystal to the sunlight
but you see no rainbows.
“Why can’t I see rainbows?” You ask grandpa.
He laughs lightly, taking the stone from my hand.
“This is pure crystal, unpolished.
You can’t see the light because
there is unwanted dirt and soil on it.
If you clean it,
polish it with hard substances,
you can see it!
Like your mamma’s diamond earrings!”
“I understand!” You say.
I wonder if one day, you will understand
what Pappa was trying to say.
Hardships will hurt you, baby,
but I’m sure, they will make you
into the shiniest human being
ever walked on the planet.
A little father-daughter sentiment, I suppose.
I painted my very first crystal! Not perfect, but practice is definitely required, but I’m quite happy with it. I enjoyed the experience!