They

Tiny. Clear.

They cling to the fibers

Of your hair,

Take on the color of your skin

Or refract sunlight

Into tiny rainbows,

Tunnels of light trapped inside.

They seem to glow,

Bioluminescent,

Like people used to think

The moon was.

Small bits of crystal

Cling, shatter, or slide off

Seemingly of their own accord.