Beneath the silent soil they lie,
Guardians of time, as ages pass by.
In their heart, a story untold,
Of fervent heat and pressures bold.

Granite whispers of ancient might,
Marble gleams in the soft moonlight.
Quartz holds secrets in its core,
Each shard a fragment of Earth’s lore.

Sedimentary layers, a history in folds,
Each stratum a chapter, eons old.
Metamorphic wonders, transformed and wise,
In them, the dance of nature lies.

Crystals sparkling in the cavern’s embrace,
Gems that time and patience grace.
In every rock, a universe profound,
The silent music of the ground.