Multicolored wishes dancing in Kafkaesque landscapes. 
A whole other universe trapped inside a small crystal box. 
A box that she keeps inside another box. 
That one made of jade. 
She keeps them both buried beneath a willow tree. 
One day to see if wishes do come true. 
She dug up hers box within another. 
She took out the crystal one. 
Then walked to the lake. 
Where they say wishes are born. 
Holding her box up to the sky. 
She watches the Sun filter through. 
The sunlight comes out in little rainbows. 
Each one more than the one before. 
Reflecting the universe trapped inside. 
Wondering how so much could be in a box so small. 
Then she puts her box of crystal in her pocket. 
And dreams of her wishes to send them to the moon. 
As she touched the little box in her, pocket and smiled to herself.