Eternal Roots
Reflection
Beneath the whispering sky, a tree stands tall,
Its roots entwined with earth, a silent call.
Branches reach for light, a dance of grace,
A symbol of resilience, a timeless space.
The olive's leaves, a tapestry of green,
Whisper stories of life, of what has been.
Its bark, a map of time, etched with care,
A witness to the seasons, year by year.
In its embrace, we find our own reflection,
A mirror of our struggles, our direction.
Its strength, a beacon, guiding us through,
A reminder that we too can grow anew.
For in its branches, we see our own journey,
A path of growth, a promise of return.
The olive tree, a symbol of hope,
A testament to life's eternal scope.