Tree Ring, Sterling Silver Ring, Black Obsidian Ring, Tree of Life Ring, Yggdrasil Ring, Nature Ring, Semi 2024 Precious Gemstone Ring Birthstone

This powerful Obsidian was set in 925 Sterling Silver.

This piece is completely handmade, from the melting of the Silver to the work and design on precious metal.

As each tree grows differently, branches will take unique directions; each tree on either side will be different as well.

The stone measures 18mm x 13mm or 0.7" x 0.5".

This ring will be handcrafted upon order, making your ring a truly unique piece of jewelry.

Please allow up to 10 business days for its creation, I always strive to ship your piece as soon as possible.

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Obsidian is my favorite stone, since whenever I hold it in my hands I start believing in the properties of gemstones. It is a very strong stone, which makes sense to me if you see how an Obsidian "comes to life".

With its glassy luster, obsidian is a distinctive stone. Obsidian is formed as lava from volcanic eruptions cools within the earth. The speed at which it cools prevents crystallization and the rock forms as solid volcanic glass.

Obsidian helps to protect the very sensitive against depression. It is the stone of the soft hearted and gentle people of the world. Use obsidian to help block negativity of any kind. As a black gemstone, it symbolizes self control and resilience. Black stones have protective energies in the sense that black is the absence of light, and therefore, can be used to create invisibility.



The Tree of My Life

When I was yet but a child, the gardener gave me a tree,
A little slim elm, to be set wherever seemed good to me
What a wonderful thing it seemed! with its lace-edged leaves uncurled,
And its span-long stem, that should grow to the grandest tree in the world!
So I searched all the garden round, and out over field and hill,
But not a spot could I find that suited my wayward will.
I would have it 2024 bowered in the grove, in a close and quiet vale;
I would rear it aloft on the height, to wrestle with the gale.
Then I said, "I will cover its roots with a little earth by the door,
And there it shall live and wait, while I search for a place once more."
But still I could never find it, the place for my wondrous tree,
And it waited and grew by the door, while years passed over me;
Till suddenly, one fine day, I saw it was grown too tall,
And its roots gone down too deep, to be ever moved at all.
So here it is growing still, by the lowly cottage door;
Never so grand and tall as I dreamed it would be of yore,
But it shelters a tired old man in its sunshine-dappled shade,
The children's pattering feet round its knotty knees have played,
Dear singing birds in a storm sometimes take refuge there,
And the stars through its silent boughs shine gloriously fair.

Edward Rowland Sill