Ruby Reflections
Reflection
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.