Born of springs, and pressed by years,Travertine of mineral tears.Ivory, tan, and gold it gleams,Travertine of ancient dreams.Fountains rest where travertine flows,Travertine where warm light glows.Terraces rest on floors of stone,Travertine roots in earth are grown.Pitted soft in every hue,Travertine forever true.Timeless grace in every vein,Travertine welcomes sun and rain.Warm and storied, quiet, true,Travertine dawns […]

Born of earth, in silica sleep,Feldspar, kaolin, clay run deep.Minerals drawn from mountain vein,Then shaped by human hand again.Kiln-fire calls, the elements bend,Earth and flame become one blend.Floors rest where porcelain shines,Mineral strength in measured lines.Bathrooms rest on tiles of grace,Nature’s parts, a crafted face.Polished bright in every square,Earth’s own gift, refined with care.Lasting strength

Born of rock, and rolled by years,Cobblestone through river tears.Grey and brown and round it gleams,Cobblestone of old-town dreams.Lanes rest where cobblestone lies,Cobblestone beneath grey skies.Squares stand on floors of stone,Cobblestone roots in earth are grown.Rounded strong in every row,Cobblestone where footsteps go.Sturdy grace in every vein,Cobblestone holds sun and rain.Worn and steady, quiet, true,Cobblestone