Beneath the surface, where shadows play,
Lie tales untold, in stone and clay.
From ancient times, through eons’ flight,
They hold the secrets, hidden from sight.

Granite strong, with timeless grace,
Quartz so pure, a crystal face.
Each shard and pebble, a chapter old,
In Earth’s grand story, silently told.

Diamonds sparkle with eternal light,
Born from pressures, out of sight.
Slate layers sing of ages past,
In their depths, the memories cast.

Minerals speak in colors bold,
Rocks in silence, truths unfold.
Together they weave a tapestry grand,
The eternal symphony of our land.