Tale of Sand, Soda and Lime

It stretches back four thousand years
unearthed glass beads how old are these?
braclets necklaces never date
eons, lie unadorning
not grace the slimmest wrist
accentuate across the clevage
waiting, fallen, lost
prizes from the past
a provenance, aclaimed by learned minds
that shines
archaeologist, rethread their history
small orbs, that hold a lineage so vast
Mesopotanian artisans
 sand, soda and lime, into the fire were cast