Beneath the earth, they lie in wait,
Guardians of an ancient date.
Silent keepers of history’s lore,
Rocks and minerals, forevermore.
In their layers, secrets deep,
Stories of ages, they silently keep.
From molten core to mountain high,
Witnesses to the earth and sky.
Quartz and granite, gems of light,
Shining bright in the darkest night.
Each a fragment of the whole,
A tale of life, a timeless scroll.
Weathered faces, rugged and grand,
Sculpted by nature’s tender hand.
Rocks and minerals, steadfast and true,
Chronicles of the world, in hues of blue.