A stone that dances without a flame, yet shifts its colors all the same. With every glance I change my guise, a rainbow caught before your eyes. No single shade can make me stay, I shimmer, drift, then slip away. A quiet gem with hidden light, what holds the colors shining bright

Today my dog, Minton decided to eat a shuttlecock.

I hold the world's greatest tales, yet have no voice, My depths conceal treasures, a boundless, watery choice.

More state of mind than physical place, this is where all troubles erase. Associated with the number nine, what is this surface, so fluffy and fine?

I hold the stars yet weigh no thing, no walls, no floor, no edge, no ring. I stretch beyond what minds can trace, a silent, endless, darkened place. No air to breathe, no sound to hear, yet all you know is resting here. I cradle worlds that drift and race, a boundless void none can embrace