The Crystal's Ethereal Elegance

A crystal's silent song—  
Ethereal elegance cast in glass,  
Like a frozen moment of clarity  
Catching sunlight, impossible to surpass.  

Ripples of light dance and shift,  
A flawless sea of form and reason,  
Floating above the desk—  
Ever-changing with each gentle season.  

Poised between movement and stillness,  
A whisper of artistry in the air,  
This is no mere tool,  
But a vision, infinitely rare.  

Transforming space into a masterpiece,  
Where innovation and dreams convene,  
Fingers glide above lucid peaks,  
On a relic of what might have been.  

Luminous as morning dew,  
Transcending function, sublime in duty,  
A keyboard—yes—yet so much more:  
An objet d’art, a vision of beauty.