Walk and think, think and look
There is no one with you to talk
There is certainly someone to ask
“Tell me, who and where am I”?
Give me some time oh! dear rock.
I am glassy or hard and compact
With grains of quartz, feldspar, micas
Crystallized with interlocking crystals
At times I am jointed and fractured
From deep mantle I was solidified
Yes, you are an Igneous, I confirmed.
I am layered, banded with laminae
With grains of sand, silt, and clay
Deposited, lithified and folded
Chemicals, precipitates too get bedded
Imprints of ancient life founded
You can measure dip and strike with ease
Yes, you are Sedimentary, I am sure.
I am hard and dense or foliated
I was subjected to high heat and pressure
With new recrystallized minerals and texture
I am totally transformed from my parents
Physical and chemical changes I endured
The past life imprints I can’t preserve
Yes, you are Metamorphic, I swear.
From deep magma to mountain crest
From hills and plains to the wide basins
We shift, change and we transform
Time and earth reshape our form
Read our story, Geologist oh! dear
Etched in us, over millions of years.