In the quiet corners of the earth, they lie,
Silent narrators of time’s ceaseless flow,
With every layer and hue, they tell,
Stories of ages, both high and low.

From the fiery depths, they began their tale,
Forged in the crucible of earth’s embrace,
Each crystal and grain, a frozen wail,
Of molten moments and searing grace.

Through rivers’ whisper and mountains’ roar,
They journeyed far, across the lands,
Sculpted by winds, and waters that pour,
Shaped by nature’s gentle hands.

In their silent strength, wisdom resides,
Lessons of endurance, patience, and might,
Beneath their surface, the universe hides,
Wonders unseen, in the darkest night.