The Rock

In a box it lies,
Standing above all things,
Like the king of a castle,

No matter how far away, it always brings luck

In the dark it's a clump of grey,
But when the light shines, it's a colourful bird in a grey sky,
Every day it lies in the warm sun

If lost, life would become less bright,
Maybe even less lucky,

But even though it's small,
The crystal lights my day.