Dear Diary,
Poetry today…
The sweetness was always there
The first moment the bright spirit breathed air
Lovely wings of the butterfly
Knowing to give without needing why
Fragile in flight against the wind and the rain
Bedraggled but driven to fly but again
The translucent colors, they dripped from the wing
Leaving pale smudges of where they had been
Creating stones more worthy of giving
Blood red rubies more useful for living
And stealthy, sure arrows with light at the point
Guided to strike both at face and at joint
Rubies and arrows; tools for true living
Arrows to smite and rubies for giving
The sweetness, it lingered
The spirit stayed bright
And the giving continued
Protected by might
Dear Diary .... by Kellianne Sweeney 
Comments on: "Rubies and Arrows" (2)
Rubies only show thier beauty in the light, they must be out to show the brilliance thanks for putting it out there for all to see giving us a chance to behold the beauty within
Thank you, Ed.