Beneath the earth, where light dare not tread,
Lies a world of wonders, silent yet profound,
Minerals rest, in their ancient bed,
Whispering secrets in the depths of the ground.

Crystals form in their meticulous grace,
Each facet a testament to the passage of age,
In their silent dance, a celestial embrace,
A story of earth, told from page to page.

The iron and quartz, the gold and the coal,
Each with a tale, each with a light,
They echo the heart of the earth’s soul,
In the darkness, they gleam ever so bright.

So let us admire these silent muses,
Guardians of time, keepers of lore,
In their presence, the earth never loses,
A symphony of silence, forevermore.