The Courtyard

Welcome to my court-yard where public exhibitions and events -AKA- jewels are here for you to experience.  
When I was a child
I saved their lives
They called them, garbage
I called them, jewels.

Translucent carved crystals
“Empty perfume bottles?”
Vintage paper, inscribed with complex numerology, and mysterious words

I then made a fortune off of them
In my real home,
Under the dining room table
There, the entire Bezantian population my clients.

And here I am, the
One who breaths life into
Forgotten Jewels