A look into a crystalline solid,
My reflection shines brightly and clearly,
And with myself leaves me more acquainted,
of my intelligence and my beauty.

As an amorphous solid in nature,
Its bold openness represents my own,
As well as its acceptance in failure,
It professes honesty in hushed tones.

A prism at work when struck by rich light,
All the most prosperous colors dazzle,
And always prove to leave thoughts that excite,
Alongside emotions of appraisal.
To be as auspicious as this treasure,
It's a blessing - disguised as a mirror.