Born of grains, and pressed by years,Sandstone shaped by desert tears.Gold and rust and tan it gleams,Sandstone holding ancient dreams.Deserts rest where sandstone lies,Sandstone carved beneath the skies.Temples stand on floors of stone,Sandstone roots in earth are grown.Layered warm in every band,Sandstone born of time and sand.Weathered grace in every vein,Sandstone breathes through sun and […]
Born of fire, cooled by years,Granite speckled, earth’s own tears.Grey and gold and rose it gleams,Granite holding sunlight’s dreams.Kitchens hum where counters shine,Granite steady, granite fine.Gardens rest on steps of stone,Granite roots in earth are grown.Speckled black and silver-blue,Granite old yet ever new.Humble strength in every vein,Granite weathers sun and rain.Small and sturdy, quiet, true,Granite
A Tribute to Marble Born of heat, and pressed by years,Marble veined with ancient tears.White and grey and rose it gleams,Marble holding sculptors’ dreams.Palaces where marble shines,Marble columns, marble lines.Temples rest on floors of stone,Marble roots in earth are grown.Veined in silver, veined in blue,Marble old yet ever new.Polished grace in every vein,Marble gleams through