Orchard of Eternity

In the heart of a forest where colors dance, A symphony of life, a kaleidoscope of chance. Trees stand tall, their silhouettes stark and bold, Guardians of a realm where dreams are told. Beneath their boughs, a sea of vibrant hues, Circles of joy, each one a star in the blues. Reds and oranges, yellows and greens, A tapestry woven by nature's unseen sheens. Each sphere a soul, each hue a breath, A testament to life's eternal wealth. In this orchard, time seems to pause, A sanctuary where the heart always awakens. The viewer becomes a part of this scene, A speck of color, a dreamer, a dream. For in this forest, we find our own truth, A mirror reflecting the soul's ardent youth. The trees whisper secrets of ancient lore, While the floating orbs dance evermore. Here, the ordinary transforms into the divine, A journey of self-discovery, a path to align. In the Orchard of Eternity, we find our place, A timeless realm where the heart can embrace. For in this forest, the soul is reborn, A beacon of hope, a light that is sworn.