Beneath the earth, in shadows deep,
Lies gold in slumber, quiet and still,
A treasure of dreams, secrets to keep,
Awaiting the sun’s golden thrill.
Across the ages, in tales untold,
Its gleam has kindled hearts with fire,
A currency of kings, a bond so bold,
Binding desire with endless desire.
In silent vaults, its beauty sings,
A melody of wealth and grace,
In crowns and rings, the power it brings,
A golden legacy time cannot erase.
Yet in its shine, a gentle whisper flows,
A reminder of what truly holds,
That love and life, as the river knows,
Are richer than the finest gold.