Crack and in the earth
Magma seizes second birth
Coursing through the channels deep
Mantle’s heat it cannot keep
Pressure, power, shake and pound
In the breaking of the ground
And in wake of rocky pain
Sapphires swim in narrow vein
To be sought by sledge and pick
Dreamed of as a get rich quick
But tired joints and lonely nights
Shall put fantasy to flight
Margins shadow older hope
Blame becomes an easy cope
Yet the mining still goes on
With the breaking of the dawn
For the beauty of a stone
Getting the aching, final, groan
This is less about mining and more about digging in the second stanza