One of the most unexpectedly powerful threads running through our recent readings is how often jewels and beautiful objects become more than just decoration. In Tolkien, in the Bible, and in medieval texts like Pearl and Marbode’s lapidaries, gems are never simply pretty things. They hold memory. They hold holiness. Sometimes they even hold danger. What surprised me most is that these works treat beauty as something that carries moral weight, almost as if a jewel can reveal the condition of the person who looks at it.
In The Silmarillion, this idea appears most clearly in the Silmarils themselves. Tolkien does not introduce them as ordinary treasure. They contain the light of the Two Trees, meaning they preserve a kind of beauty that belongs to an earlier and purer world. They are not valuable because they are rare, but because they hold something sacred and unrepeatable. Yet the tragedy is that their beauty does not automatically inspire goodness. Instead, they awaken possessiveness. Fëanor’s love for his creation turns into obsession, and the oath he swears shows how quickly admiration can become a hunger to control. In this way, the Silmarils feel almost like a test. They reveal that beauty, when treated as something to own, can become destructive.
That pattern is echoed later in The Lord of the Rings, but with an important shift. In Lothlórien, the Fellowship encounters beauty that feels untouched, like a preserved memory of the world before it was worn down by time. Galadriel’s realm is filled with light, not the harsh light of conquest, but something softer and almost sacred. When she gives Frodo the Phial, the connection becomes even clearer: it contains the light of Eärendil’s star, which ultimately comes from a Silmaril. The same ancient light that once inspired wars and exile is now offered as a gift, freely given to someone who does not seek glory. It is one of Tolkien’s most meaningful transformations. The jewel-light of the First Age becomes, in the Third Age, not an object of obsession but a tool of endurance. Beauty is still powerful, but it is redirected toward mercy rather than possession.
Another reason jewels matter so much in these texts is that they are often connected to the idea of preservation. Light in Tolkien is constantly threatened by fading, darkness, or distance, and gemstones become a way of capturing what would otherwise be lost. The Silmarils trap the light of the Two Trees, the Phial holds the light of Eärendil, and even the pearl in Pearl becomes a symbol of something that cannot be corrupted by time. In all of these cases, beauty is not fleeting decoration, but something stored up against ruin. It is as if these objects exist to prove that the world once held a purity that evil could not fully erase.
At the same time, these readings also suggest that beauty is never neutral. A jewel can either become a reminder of divine order or an invitation to greed, depending on the heart of the person who desires it. This contrast is what makes Tolkien’s use of gems feel so powerful: the problem is rarely the object itself, but the human impulse to treat beauty as something to conquer or possess. Whether it is Fëanor’s obsession, the priestly stones meant to honor God, or the jeweled foundations of the New Jerusalem meant to glorify eternity, these texts keep returning to the same question. When we encounter something radiant, do we respond with reverence, or with hunger?
The biblical readings deepen this connection. In Exodus 28, jewels appear in the breastplate of the High Priest, set with twelve stones representing the tribes of Israel. What matters here is that the gems are not just ornamental. They symbolize identity and belonging. The people are carried into the presence of God through these stones. Beauty becomes part of worship, not as vanity, but as a way of expressing divine order. This helps explain why Tolkien’s jeweled objects feel spiritually charged. Like the priestly stones, they are crafted beauty that points beyond itself.
Revelation 21 and 22 pushes this imagery to its highest scale. The New Jerusalem is described as a city whose foundations are made of precious stones, radiant with light, filled with gold that shines like glass. It is a vision of paradise expressed through overwhelming material beauty. In that sense, Revelation suggests that the end of history is not the rejection of the physical world, but its transformation. The world becomes what it was always meant to be: brilliant, ordered, and filled with divine light. This resonates strongly with Tolkien’s constant theme of longing for a lost perfection. His characters do not just want safety. They want restoration. They want the return of something holy that once existed.
Pearl brings these ideas into a more personal and emotional register. The poem revolves around grief, but it expresses grief through jewel imagery. The “pearl” is both a literal symbol of something precious and a spiritual image of purity and transcendence. The dreamer sees a heavenly city that resembles Revelation’s jeweled Jerusalem, but he cannot enter it. That distance is what makes the poem so haunting. Beauty is real, but it is not fully accessible yet. This is the same bittersweet tone Tolkien often creates. Lothlórien is beautiful, but it cannot last. The Silmarils preserve light, but they cannot restore the Trees. The world is always reaching toward something just beyond it.
Finally, Marbode’s lapidary writings show that this way of thinking about gems was not unique to Tolkien or scripture. Medieval lapidaries treated stones as objects filled with meaning: they could heal, protect, and symbolize spiritual truths. The modern mind might see that as superstition, but what it really reveals is a worldview where nature is not neutral. The physical world is full of signs, and beauty is not separate from truth. Jewels are not just wealth, they are pieces of a meaningful cosmos.
Taken together, these readings suggest that jewels and radiant beauty are not merely aesthetic details. They are symbols of sacred longing. They represent the desire to preserve what is pure, the temptation to possess it, and the hope that one day beauty will no longer fade. Tolkien’s genius is that he takes this ancient symbolic tradition and makes it feel alive again. His jewels shine, but they also burden. They comfort, but they also tempt. They are reminders that beauty is never just beauty. It asks something of us, and it reveals what kind of people we are when we reach for it.
—Alex Schumann