Beneath the earth, in shadows deep,
Lies a secret the ages keep.
Forged in fire, pressure’s might,
A gem awakens to the light.

Through eons past, it waits unseen,
A silent witness, pure and keen.
Time may pass, and worlds may change,
Yet its brilliance will remain.

In human hands, it finds a place,
A symbol of enduring grace.
Encased in gold, it softly gleams,
Reflecting love, and endless dreams.

So precious stone, with mystic hue,
Your story’s old, yet always new.
In every heart, you find your way,
A diamond’s light, both night and day.