
Beneath the earth, a silent story lies,
In petrified bones, the past replies.
From ancient jaws and feathered wings,
A whisper rises, secrets it brings.
Of dinosaurs that ruled the land,
And mammoths that with glaciers stand.
Of changing seas and shifting shores,
Of extinctions and life's encore.
Each fossil shard, a tiny tome,
Speaking of worlds long turned to loam.
A testament to adaptation's might,
Survival's struggle, bathed in light.
We hold these fragments, fragile, old,
A humbling tale, in stories told.
For in their dust, a truth resides,
Evolution's constant, changing tides.
So let us walk with reverence deep,
For in the past, the present we keep.
And learn from echoes, faint and far,
To guide our steps, beneath each star.


