The Beauty Under the Soil

I posted this as a status, along with a picture of the two necklaces I spoke about, on Facebook. I hadn't realized how deeply I lost myself describing one of my passions, and someone told me to post it on DeviantART. I decided to post it on both DA, and here, on Wattpad in order to generate more views. Hopefully it works, and there are people on here who like descriptive poetry, and said people aren't just here for supernatural romances. Whoever you are reading this, I hope you like it.

I went to the Indy Rock and Gem show with (I've redacted names) my other nephew (redacted), and my dad today. It's like a giant convention merchants room, where instead of having different themes of items, they have different styles of the same items. Only one booth was selling Native American items this year, and I got this necklace (Which every time I walk past a mirror I can't help with back away and say "Water tribe"), and I made the other one. I bought a piece of Moldavite, which enticed me with the words "Came from space". I will buy anything that came from space. I even own a small metal meteorite from the meteorite Sikhote-Alin, which is made of 93% Iron, 5.9% Nickle, 0.42% Cobalt, 0.46% Phosphorus, and 0.28% sulfur, which I haven't touched because it came in a box, and I like to keep it in the box. I then went to Poppa Day's booth, who is a very close friend of my dad's, who is ALSO a silver smith. He helped me make the set (Which is simply silver wire wrapped tightly around the moldavite, which you can barely see. We weren't even attempting to make a pattern or anything, because it's such a small gem, and it'd be far too hard for a beginner like me, but it turned out kind of cool, like it's caged away.). When I was done, I bought a chain for two dollars and put it on. You might think it sounds incredibly dull. After all, a convention about ROCKS? But I love it. People from thousands of miles away come here. They bring hand made intricate, gorgeous rocks and gems of exotic and almost unbelievable colors and textures. Some that you could swear glow with sheer beauty, some that are unnatural and oddly shaped, like Bismuth. Some of them have fabulous natural designs and shapes that few could believe were not made by man, rocks that have landscapes and animals etched in to them by God's patient and careful hands, Crystals that bloom and grow just like the most soft of flowers, that are just as delicate as petals. Gems that were once hidden under a blanket of dirt and darkness, now gleaming on glorious podiums, sparkling like they came from the stars themselves. And the jewelry. Oh, the jewelry. All of it is hand made, non-mass manufactured, and every inch of it is natural and real material. Sometimes, the artists are so good that they craft a setting so detailed and beautiful that they can even put a piece of worthless gravel in the jewelry, and will still dazzle anyone who sees it. They all have something special to them; love. No where else will you find the bounties of the Earth and Sky that have had more time, dedication, and carefulness put upon them than a rock show. These people don't just go to a large mining company and buy crates full of minerals; the go out and they excavate them themselves, with a team or just their family. They don't have a machine to flatten the gold, or print out the pattern, or cut the material for them; they do it all themselves, piece by piece, hour by hour, night by night, gently forming something awe inspiring and unique in every way. From the most bold, radiant blue Azurite, to the most flawless and coruscating diamonds, to the most mysterious and misshapen stone, to the most lowly of bedrock; all of it is far more valuable and admirable than anything you could get out of a Kay's or Tiffany's or Jared's.