Precious stones reflect to us their light
A coloured love invested and inspired
I look upon such rings with great delight
Just sun and eyes are all that we require.
Beauty and usefulness are intertwined
Diamonds ,hard, are used to polish stone.
Yet on crowned heads they echo hope divine
That power will aid the weary and forlorn.
For monarchs act like gods incarnate now
Despotic , or the servants of their flock?
In Coronation rites they take a vow
Though atheists and cynics may each mock.
A jewel ‘s symbolic of that Love sublime
Embodied in our human flesh and and time.
How my heart sings 