Beneath the whispering winds, where silence reigns,
Lie ancient stones, untouched by time’s embrace.
Their surfaces, etched with stories untold,
Speak of epochs past, in whispers bold.

In hidden veins, where shadows dance,
Minerals gleam with a secret glance.
Emerald and quartz, in earth’s deep hold,
Guard mysteries of the world, yet to unfold.

Granite mountains, steadfast and true,
Stand as witnesses to skies of blue.
Their strength, a testament to nature’s might,
Holding secrets in the silence of night.

Oh, rocks and minerals, guardians of lore,
In your stillness, we find much more.
A timeless symphony, in silent refrain,
Echoing the heartbeat of the earth’s domain.