Trials press upon the soul.
The soul is tumbled and tossed like a rock;
gradually its sharp edges chip and fray;
a weak vein is found, the soul is cracked to its core
across the fault line, exposing the gleaming insides–
its crystalline and fractured beauty.
From thence, the diamond can take shape:
from inside out is the soul’s crystal beauty
shaped and polished as gentle facets and complexities
emerge upon the face, reflecting a depth of experience;
emanating a soft glow from suffering transmuted into
inner light. Thus, the soul is like unto a diamond:
a vessel to reflect the eternal beauty of spirit.