In the depths where shadows wane, a spark begins to gleam,
Born from the earth’s embrace, a diamond weaves its dream.
Through ages vast and pressure’s might, it finds its form divine,
A testament to time’s embrace, in every cut and line.

Beneath the surface, light refracts, a dance of hues so bright,
Each facet tells a story, of darkness turned to light.
It whispers of resilience, of beauty forged in strife,
A symbol of the strength within, that pulses with new life.

The diamond’s heart, unyielding, beats with a steady grace,
Reflecting worlds within its core, a universe in space.
It captures fleeting moments, holds memories in its glow,
A keeper of the secrets that only time can show.

So let us marvel at its form, this gem of earth and fire,
A beacon of enduring will, of dreams that never tire.
For in its depths, we see ourselves, our struggles and our might,
A diamond’s heart, forever bright, a testament to light.