Fruitful Guardian
Reflection
Beneath the weight of nature's crown, he stands,
A keeper of the earth, adorned in fruit and leaf.
His beard, a river of time, flows deep and wide,
A testament to seasons past, yet evergreen.
The apples, pears, and grapes that grace his head,
Are not mere symbols, but the soul of life itself.
They speak of abundance, of the earth's bounty,
And the eternal cycle of growth and rebirth.
His eyes, wise and ancient, pierce the veil of time,
Reflecting the stories of those who have come and gone.
He is the guardian, the keeper of the wild,
A bridge between the human and the divine.
In his presence, we find ourselves transformed,
For he reminds us of our roots, our origins.
Through his gaze, we see the beauty in decay,
And in his fruit, the promise of new beginnings.
Oh, Fruitful Guardian, you are the heart of earth,
The keeper of its secrets, the whisperer of truth.
In your embrace, we find our own renewal,
A journey of transformation, a path to self.