Egyptian Secrets

Buried underneath
Tonnes of sand.
To be discovered
By the wind.

Purple blossoming
Out from the gems,
Like a time lapse
Of a newly-born flower.

Finger running across Andie like jewels.
Thoughts of sand and tombs
Fill the emptiness in my head

Grandpa’s eyes twinkling
With delight like fireflies
In the emerald grass.

How many words can this object tell?
What secrets does it keep?