Eternal Roots
Reflection
Beneath the whispering sky, a tree stands tall,
Its roots entwined with earth, a silent call.
A tapestry of gold and amber, it unfolds,
A symbol of resilience, where time is bold.
The branches stretch like arms, embracing light,
A guardian of secrets, both day and night.
Its leaves, a dance of colors, a fleeting grace,
A mirror of our souls, in time's embrace.
In its bark, the stories of ages are etched,
A witness to the world, both old and fresh.
Its presence speaks of strength, of life's enduring thread,
A beacon of hope, where the heart can be led.
For in its shadow, we find our own reflection,
A reminder that we, too, are part of this connection.
Through trials and triumphs, its form remains,
A testament to growth, where dreams are born.
Eternal Roots, a symbol of our journey,
A reminder that we, too, can rise and never waver.