Of gold was life, of silver Man,
Who, born of life, was veined with gold.
Electrum beings the world began
With onyx brushstrokes ever bold.
The opal Art soon found it's form
In diamond studded filigree
With Music's breath in rubies warm
And Lingual em'ralds strong and free.
The gold soon flowed in Lapis cries
Of babies born in topaz hue
With sapphire trust, for no disguise
Of coal was yet to shroud untrue.
The shining gems of all the good
Shine now and ever as they should.