Beneath the earth in silent slumber,
A diamond waits in shadows deep,
Through ages long, it dreams of wonder,
In patience, held in nature’s keep.

With pressure great and fire’s embrace,
It forms within the heart of stone,
Emerging pure, with flawless grace,
A beacon bright, in twilight shown.

It catches light in myriad hues,
Reflecting life in every facet,
A jewel of time, with secrets fused,
In brilliance, it stands tacit.

So let it be, a symbol true,
Of strength in trials, beauty found,
In every heart, a diamond’s hue,
In darkness, shines without a sound.