Beneath the ground where mountains rise,
Tectonic plates in silent guise,
They shift and slide with ancient might,
Crafting the world both day and night.

Divergent paths they sometimes take,
New lands and seas they often make,
As molten rock from depths below,
Forms new crust in a fiery show.

Convergent forces clash with power,
Creating peaks that skyward tower,
The ocean’s floor can also sink,
Into the mantle’s molten brink.

Transform faults where tensions grow,
Earthquakes strike with sudden blow,
A reminder of the restless earth,
Continual change, destruction, birth.