Geode you are

A poem by Nick Findlay

First Glance

Geode, what a boring old stone you are

You lye with the crowd as one of many

Your unsettling character appeals yet far

You pare away, being the victim of the elements

There for I must say, geode you are.

Further Study

Geode, what a mysterious thing you are

You lock away a secret, not wanting to be found

Your time on this planet has left you mar

You have a glistening glow after all

There for I must say, geode you are.

Realization

Geode, how surprisingly grand you are

You have a perfect core of finer treasures

Your mystical essence shines like a star

You have the greater gift seemingly misleading

There for I must say, geode you are.

Life is a Geode

How curiously familiar the quality appears

It is present in everyone and hidden, yet why

For a world full of beautiful stones lesser mirrors

One of plain rocks and dirt and grim

There for I must say, geode you are.