Diamond

Just when your eyes were like
welts of ruby,
and I thought that the tears
must be hiding behind them,
you clenched your mind
Around it and put it away,
like a book on a shelf.

That determination in your jaw
was like a collision of
continental plates:
Earthquakes to follow.

But you held your head high
and brazened it through.
The light in your eyes was
like an ancient holy relic
glowing in the mind of
some religious fanatic.

And I knew in that moment
that you would survive.

The entire universe was
mere glass in the grist
of that diamond.

Added @ 02:12 PM to Poetry category on February 03, 1999