Eternal Roots

Beneath the swirling cosmos, a tree stands tall, Its roots entwined with rivers of time, A silent witness to the dance of ages, Its branches reaching for the stars, A symbol of resilience and eternal growth. In its gnarled bark, stories are etched, Whispers of the past, echoes of the future, A beacon of hope in the ever-changing tides. The tree, a guardian of the soul, A mirror reflecting the journey within, Where every leaf is a memory, Every branch a path untaken, And the river, a flowing stream of life, Carrying the essence of all that was, And all that will be. In its embrace, we find ourselves, Rooted in the earth, reaching for the sky, Transformed by the journey, Eternal in spirit, Forever connected to the rhythm of the universe.