The Crystal Cave

Poem on the beauty of crystal caves.

Shimmering facets, eternally aglow
Cast reflections of moonlight across the walls
Your beauty, cast and shaped so long ago
Releases that silvery, eerie, summoning call.

Like the delicate curves of a master’s lace
Or the soaring turret of a wonderous temple
The wind in a forest, a deer’s elegant grace
Complex swirls, or something subtle, yet simple.

You pulse in time the tune of your mystery
With glistening curves like a cresting wave
Your glory has gleamed in the depths of history
Shining like a diamond, softly, that crystal cave.