To My Surprise

You were like an untouched diamond still taking shape

Bearing great pressure is what make you stronger than great

but from the looks of you
Everyone thought you were just another
stone in the road tossed to the side

But to my surprise

I stumbled cross your path

Short of a peasant girl and the tossed stone crossed paths

I saw your beauty from across the path

There was a dim spark I just had to have

But to my surprise

More valuable than gold your spark for told

Beauty in my eye of the stone I hold

More precious than the stories told

You were untouched more elusive than a rose

As your layers shed
Your spark became bright enough for people to see
that there is something there

Even the ones that tossed you to the side stopped and stared

Now more and more layers began to shed

And your spark became too great for any eye to see

You over shined your light and you blinded me