The Nature of Silver

Something shimmers
Something light and thin
Something silent rings
As this noble verse begins

The power to cleanse
Perhaps to control
A power to restrain
Envelop a thousand roles.

Music made metal
Poetry from Stone
It glimmers like water
Magic, singular and alone.

This is the nature of silver
Bending where others shall break
Redirecting Olympian wrath;
Ponder this every hour that you wake.

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