First published on 24th October, 2006
Pure while at heart but
a tinge of brown outside.
Smooth, but for a few cracks
through which the blankness
gives way to the crystalline insides.
Cold at first, but as it’s held,
grows warm to return the warmth
So soft, yet so strong.
Searching for balance in all its rolls.
Its real; but magically intangible
And incompletely perceived.