The Thing About Sapphires

Behind the screen
among the dust rabbits
and film canisters that would clatter about horrifically
if knocked over (but no one goes back there),
one lost sapphire winked
like a holy star
each time the right light hit it.

Rings lose stones and the stones lose their places
and the right to be seen,
waiting
in the dark and the dust
for the part of the movie
that features them,
in just their own light.

The thing about sapphires is
they are
Sapphires.
And no amount of time or seeming insignificance
can dim them.
A million years will find her just as piercingly blue
and precious,
when all the stars, and all the screens are dust...
All the light will be yours.


T Sylace for Kristin K 2-28-11