Luminous Moss Prism Dreams

I keep dreaming of the Luminous Moss Prism, a translucent cedar crystal infused with living moss that shifts hue when trees sigh. Its surface feels like dew on a leaf and its tiny spirals hum whenever a breeze whispers through branches. I imagine slipping it into my pocket and watching it mirror the forest's heartbeat, turning my forgotten poems into living memories that never fade. The prism even offers gentle guidance; when a storm approaches it glows amber, as if urging me to seek shelter within the mossy cathedral of the woods. #naturepoetry 🌿