“meaning of Lapis Chrysocolla the semi-precious gemstone”

Within the earth, where time sleeps still,  
In silent chambers, cool and deep,  
A tapestry of color spills—  
Blue lapis where old secrets keep.  
Emerald dreams of chrysocolla,  
Its veins of green, its pools of sea,  
Entwined with lapis, earth’s own scholar,  
Woven in stone’s philosophy.

Lapis, like midnight sky aflame,  
Whispers of wisdom’s royal crown;  
Chrysocolla’s tranquil name  
Cools trembling hearts, and soothes them down.  
Together shaped by patient pressure,  
They bear the world’s forgotten tales:  
Of kings and queens, and ancient measures,  
Where silence speaks, and dream prevails.

Some say their song can heal sad sorrow,  
Restore the truth in tongues unsaid;  
Their blues are hope, for each tomorrow,  
Their greens are life, in riverbed.  
To hold Lapis Chrysocolla  
Is to cup the cosmos in your hand:  
A gentle peace, a holy caller,  
A silent bridge to understanding.

So let the stone rest on your palm—  
Feel wisdom, courage, flowing strong.  
In its embrace, a steady calm,  
A place where sky and earth belong.  
For Lapis, with its golden fleck,  
And chrysocolla’s healing hue,  
Remind us, when our days are wrecked,  
The world turns still, and hope grows new.

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