Eternal Roots

Beneath the whispering sky, a tree stands tall, Its roots entwined with earth, its branches reaching for the sun. A symbol of resilience, a keeper of time, Its gnarled bark speaks of stories untold, Each line a chapter in the book of life. In its shadow, we find solace, Its leaves a canopy of hope, Its fruits a promise of renewal. This tree is not just a tree; it is a soul, A witness to the passage of seasons, A guardian of the sacred, A reminder of our connection to the earth. Stand here, and feel the pulse of the ancient, Let its wisdom guide you, For in its embrace, you find your own strength, Your own roots, your own eternity.