Ethereal Roots
Reflection
Beneath the whispering sky, where dreams take root,
A gnarled tree stands tall, its branches a crown of gold.
Its roots, a tapestry of earth and sky,
Weave stories of time, where past and future collide.
The leaves, like golden tears, drift in the breeze,
A silent hymn to the passage of seasons.
Its bark, a canvas of memory and change,
Speaks of resilience, of life's enduring grace.
In its embrace, we find our own reflection,
A mirror of strength and the soul's eternal quest.
For in its branches, we see our own journey,
A path of growth, where the heart finds its rest.
Ethereal Roots, a symbol of hope and transformation,
A beacon of life, where the spirit takes flight.
May its wisdom guide us through the storms of time,
And its roots anchor us in the light.