Mineralogy Lesson

Staring at crystals
this man is a scientist,
and when I murmur of mysteries

"Physics," he grunts.
"Temperature and speed.
That's why a crystal grows, or doesn't."

What a wonder it grows at all!
How hidden under the earth
water, light, and air gather
dendrite on dendrite, facet by facet,
becoming a geometrical bloom,
or soften and redissolve.

He smirks.
"It's ions.

But I believe:
the inanimate is prickly with soul,
or why do its ions attract, heat rising,
and fasten on others
faster and faster?
Isn't that love?

"It's physics,"
he insists. "Physics."
—unaware he blushes.

© Susan Ioannou