AZURITE

I am memory, I am vibrancy, I am transformation

I am a stone of vibrancy. Though I will turn to Malachite someday, my beauty will live on.

 

Can you see my deep blue? My azure hue,

The brightness and depth of my color?

I stand out in the earth,

A color of fantasy, of blues rarely seen

In Mother Earth's beautiful bounty.

And yet my color is entirely real.

However, it is soon gone;

I am a soft stone, a stone of weathering.

In time I will be gone,

Replaced by my sister Malachite.

I am temporary, fleeting.

But it is hard to forget my beauty,

Even after I am gone.

Who could forget my vibrant colors?

The blueness of night skies, of irises,

Of bluebells and bluejays?

I am the memory of things beautiful and vibrant.

I am the transformation of one beauty to another.

I am memory. I am vibrancy. I am transformation.

I am Azurite.