More than something beautiful

A jewel is more personal than we imagine.

We wear it close, sometimes every day,
until it becomes part of how we move through the world.
It passes from one generation to another,
yet never means quite the same thing to each person.
Time does not make it less ours.
It draws us closer.

And then there are the stones.

Beyond their beauty,
beyond the way they catch the light,
there is something that draws us to them.
A colour we keep returning to.
A depth we cannot quite explain.
We are drawn to one stone and not another,
often before we know why.