>>80599350From Lorelei's depths, where sea crags lie,
Beneath the waves, the secret sigh
Of porous crusts and tiny spires,
Volcanic ash, with hidden fires.
Iron, magnesium blend below,
Sulfur compounds in currents flow,
Creating life where shadows tread,
Where sunlight fears, but life is fed.
Micro-organisms, small and grand,
Thrive in this ashen, fertile land,
Chemosynthetic sparks ignite,
Creating life in endless night.
Speculations rise and swirl,
Of creatures rare, with shells that curl,
Bioluminescent forms unseen,
In depths where shadows always lean.
Flora blooms in colors rare,
Strange and wondrous, beyond compare,
With tendrils reaching out to grasp,
Nutrients in every clasp.
Shellfish follow, diverse and bright,
Feeding on the flora's light,
Their shells adorned with patterns fine,
Evolving through the sands of time.
Turtles glide in silent grace,
Ancient beings in this place,
Their shells a map of time's design,
Lorelei's guardians, bold and fine.
On Lorelei's shore, the ash finds birth,
In mud that holds a precious worth,
A sunscreen, insect's fierce repellent,
With skin care gifts, its tales are tellin'.
Perhaps the mud heals deeper still,
A cure for ailments, nature's will,
Or holds within a dormant seed,
A life form waiting to be freed.
Ashen mud, a prized delight,
Traded far in day and night,
For Lorelei’s gift, a costly blend,
A treasure sought by many a friend.
Iron sands in rich supply,
Hard to forge, but by and by,
Stronger tools than stones of old,
Lorelei’s lore in iron told.
From underwater realms so deep,
To shores where precious secrets seep,
Lorelei's tale in ash and sand,
A wondrous saga, nature planned.