In the heart of mountains, where silence reigns,
Lie stories untold, in layers and veins.
Granites and quartz, in a timeless embrace,
Holding the whispers of earth’s gentle grace.

Beneath the rivers, in currents so deep,
Minerals gather, in secrets they keep.
Shimmering quietly, in sunlight’s soft dance,
They sing of the ages, in a mystical trance.

From ancient volcanoes, where fire once roared,
Igneous tales in the rocks are stored.
Basalt and pumice, in fiery birth,
Sculpt the landscapes, defining the earth.

In every pebble, a history dwells,
A testament to time, where nature compels.
The silent symphony of stones unfolds,
A narrative of beauty, in minerals and molds.