Eternal Roots

Beneath the sky's embrace, a tree stands tall, Its roots a river, weaving earth and soul. A guardian of time, its branches sprawl, A tapestry of life, both old and new. The colors dance, a symphony of hues, Where gold and green entwine in sacred light. The tree, a mirror, reflects our inner truth, A beacon of strength, a guide through the night. Its trunk, a story, etched with every breath, A testament to resilience, to the fight. Its leaves, a whisper, of the winds that blow, A reminder that we too can rise and grow. In its embrace, we find our own roots deep, A connection to the earth, a bond to keep. For in this tree, we see our own reflection, A symbol of life, a timeless connection.