Scattered Rocks and Shells

The land is barren, bleak and bare

No sign of life, no creature there

Just remnants of stones and shells, scattered around

A silent graveyard, from near and distant ground.

Once teeming with life, the earth’s blessed floor

Now empty, desolate, forevermore

The wind crashes on, with such mournful sound

A requiem for the life that was once found

The sun sets low on the horizon’s line

A final farewell to a world divine

The remnants of rocks and shells, a reminder true

Of what once was, and what we must renew

For though the land may seem forlorn

The earth’s depths still holds life, to be reborn

So, let us cherish, protect, and restore

The beauty of the earth’s sacred core.