Spring Frost

A hush of frost on fields so wide,
Where dawnlight spills and shadows glide.
Blue Topaz gleams with icy fire,
While Iolite hums like twilight’s choir.

Kyanite threads through frozen dew,
Sky’s reflection, deep and true.
Amethyst blushes in morning's breath,
A violet dream that defies death.

Rainbow Moonstone catches light,
Whispering secrets to fading night.
Freshwater Pearls, soft and shy,
Nestle in frost like tears from the sky.

Mountains rise, both stern and grand,
Guardians of this jeweled land.
Spring’s first frost, a fleeting art,
Nature's treasures, heart to heart.