Eternal Forest Guardian

Beneath the veil of twilight's embrace, A guardian stands, a silent grace. Her eyes, like ancient pools of night, Reflect the stars that guide the light. Leaves of gold and amber fall, A crown of nature's sacred call. Her form, a blend of earth and sky, A bridge between the mortal and the divine. Branches weave through her being, Roots that bind, a sacred meaning. She is the keeper of the wild, The heart of forests, untamed and wild. In her gaze, we find our truth, A mirror of our inner youth. Her presence calls us to return, To the roots of who we are and yearn. Eternal, she stands, a beacon bright, Guiding souls through the endless night. Her essence flows, a timeless stream, A reminder of the sacred dream. For in her eyes, we see ourselves, Reflected in her ancient shelves. A journey begins, a path to tread, Through the forest of the soul, where we are freed.