Eternal Sentinel

Beneath the golden glow of dawn, a sentinel stands, Its roots entwined with earth, its branches reaching high. A tree of wisdom, ancient and profound, Whispers secrets of time, where past and future collide. Its leaves, a tapestry of amber and gold, Shimmer like the dreams of those who dare to dream. The winds of change dance through its boughs, Carrying the echoes of souls who have passed. In its bark, the scars of seasons etched, A testament to resilience, a beacon of hope. It stands as a guardian, a bridge between worlds, A symbol of life's enduring strength and grace. Whoever seeks its shade finds solace, For in its embrace, the heart finds peace. Its presence is a reminder of the eternal, A living monument to the cycle of life. May you, too, find your strength in its shadow, For in its timeless embrace, you are not alone.