I am a ruby in the rough

A deep glitter amongst dull light grey concrete pathways

Straight lines leading down or out, up or in, sidewalks and roads

They lead to some specific destination

I sparkle sideways, my step is diagonal

I shine darkly, my twinkle is more of a complex luster

Gems have no destination, there purpose is singular

To bring peace with a simple innate beauty

To contrast the sharp stones with a kaleidoscope light

As rare as a ruby, subtly I sparkle against typical patterns

How red radiance deepens the light, quietly I drum my hum.