jewels

The Royal Treasury

Submitted by Sarah on Sat, 01/26/2008 - 21:31

A single drop of silver,
A web spun, from the purest gold.
Colors, beyond imagination,
In every shape, and size.
Precious strands of dew,
Falling from a shelf.
You turn in awe,
Unable to grasp,
The concept of this wealth,
The Royal Treasury.

Coats of armor,
unusable for the jewels,
that laden every inch,
of their gold-incrusted surfaces.