Ruby Reflections

In the stillness of the night, the rubies shine bright, A scattered treasure, a feast for the sight. The glasses stand tall, like sentinels of old, Guarding the secrets, of stories untold. The decanters rise, like specters in the night, Their reflections dancing, with a gentle, golden light. The bowl overflows, with rubies so fine, A treasure trove, of beauty divine. The light dances, across the table's face, A warm and inviting, gentle, warm space. In this still life, we find a peaceful nest, A world of beauty, where love and joy find rest.